I came out of my room dressed in a shirt My mom told me it was too eccentric Change it now there’s some dirt on it So I took it off and changed it But yeah this is gonna hurt me It rarely ever doesn’t This is gonna hurt me It hurts Live in two surreal paths Have an understanding parent that Just wanted the best for you But what is the best for you Is it the nets back in to catch you Or a wave of memories and dreams that lead you on Let go of your thought you’ll fall on your back Do everything but don’t do that No it’s all a joke we can go ahead You should go ahead We don’t have to know what ifs We can go ahead you should go ahead My hands hurt my hands hurt Hanging by a thread Just an inkling and it’s dead How far did we veer? How little's the fear? Just a tightrope across the landscape It’ll fall into place in its own way Shoot me once Shoot me twice Lay back down into an ounce Inches away from breaking disguise No it’s all a joke we can go ahead You should go ahead We don’t have to know what ifs We can go ahead you should go ahead My hands hurt my hands hurt If you’re really where you want to be Why can’t you get up in the morning If you’re really where you want to be why don’t you do anything If you’re never gonna leave Why do you rush on If you’re never gonna leave leave No it’s all a joke we can go ahead You should go ahead We don’t have to know what ifs We can go ahead you should go ahead My hands hurt my hands hurt

My knuckles are bruised They’re painful but look pretty cool He’s the type to leave you feeling dirty But it’s all because you allow it He’s actually not that confidently Versed in any communist parties So when he comes in run When you want to break down Give me a heads up so that I’ll get it out of my system I only did it twice nothing was finalized So i convinced myself tonight that tonight’s time to die So you left yourself in the dirt So you left yourself in the dirt You’re a parrot in disguise Left with human eyes You’ve never been so blind Blinded by fate you’ll never take it Masturbate through the years You’ll have nothing left

No one can hold me back Once you realize that You could never rely on anyone You could never Never really have anyone I sit and pray my needs away I sit and pray my needs away

I’d love for you to forget about me Pretend there were times only in dreams Where you could use all your time instantly Spend all your days as a thief Live life then disappear There've been better years Have you been kind? Do you really mind? How’d you run so fast? Nothing is meant to last So soon we had our arms tied In moons fighting the good fight But you just turn the tv on Yeah you just turn the tv on To the channels Back then there were things I couldn’t see But you meant no harm it was only A mistake between the Nights that you had where you hurried And times when you could fall asleep So you can play the scene and end scene then play the scene and end the scene And hope to die Then you will die Another lifetime For you to die This was never supposed to happen We keep doing the same things over and over again And look where it gets us We never asked for any of this Yet here it is How’d you run so fast? Nothing is meant to last So soon we had our arms tied In moons fighting the good fight But you just turn the tv on Yeah you just turn the tv on To the channels

This is how to be designed Stranded lighthouse telltale sign Signed sealed delivered as a ghost Calling up the stages of post Traumatic exposition Evangelical temptation A little modern for some taste Or solely neutral in haste It's not to be so kind Lights out mind I'd like to see through the dark Have a little hope left to maybe start Reconsidering all the changes So that we could do this stainless But it's so soon If this is how I saw it in my mind Then it's not to be understood maybe in time Things will cease Sooner than you think Reset the difference of everything No exceptions to the course Linking every little war It's not to be so kind Lights out mind I'd like to see through the dark Have a little hope left to maybe start Reconsidering all the changes So that we could do this stainless But it's so soon

I don't think it works anymore The new year's right out the door Blending his fingers So that they'll linger Can't forget what he's threatening We'll have all the answers in no time When we're younger we'd just smile But the bits that they left can't get them out Can't get them out I don't think it works anymore The new year's right out the door Blending his fingers So that they'll linger Can't forget what he's threatening Can't forget what he's threatening There's so much in his arms Right mad and full of scars Hide the bodies of all your losses Bright and lonely counting the costs of The new year's brought me questions That can only be answered with decisions But he knows that I only make mistakes Can't afford to speak up it'd be a mistake I don't think it works anymore The new year's right out the door Blending his fingers So that they'll linger Can't forget what he's threatening Can't forget what he's threatening There's so much in his arms Right mad and full of scars Hide the bodies of all your losses Bright and lonely counting the costs of 48 hour days I'm tired and I can't wait To slip into a reset My heart could never take it Life's too much

19 years old in the middle of nothing 20 years ago was the conception of Eden The place of betrayal us monsters and sinners Everyone prefers that since we are all sinners Get lost in subliminal operations Tear gas and blood found on the sons of the teachers They want it fair they want it easy Beg for attention he’s actually just sleazy Trying to keep up Trying to keep up Living in the shadow Living in the shadow I need Lost in direction can’t read maps Use the space don’t read the map They say hardworking is dumb and useless Play it cool calm defenseless It’ll come to you when you’re a bit older Right now right now what is sober Bask in disappointment it’s almost over Back in disappointment I was the disappointment Trying to keep up Trying to keep up Living in the shadow Living in the shadow I need I don’t know how to pray I don’t know how to pray

I've been so awful i can't ever change the way i look It's not in my head I've been so awful it's not anything it's nobody's problem it's just my head I can't help but die inside I can't help but die inside Leave it alone If i see you in any room I won't Ask you to dance I'd rather you go If i see you is there any chance For you to leave soon I I've been so awful it's not funny anymore I can't i can't open anymore doors To the dark side of my room I just have no light left in me If you try to give me a little time and patience i would be your rock and would be a foundation for once Oh God I just need a choice Need a choice Need a choice Can't let my voice carry on It's not that healthy to live Like this If i see you in any room I won't Ask you to dance I'd rather you go If i see you is there any chance For you to leave soon

s2005112@dlszobel.edu.ph Mon, Jan 14, 2019, 7:20 PM to Take my hands off off my neck you’re overwhelmed and Nothings real especially your best We have everything in our arms The pain starts our hearts up You never tell me what’s up All I want is to give an ear out I don’t even know what I want 4 years from now Everyone keeps asking what’s gonna happen then I don’t even know what I want this moment right now The silence is always louder Your hands have been around my neck Don’t let go but can you move it a bit My sensibilities are insensitively insecure I’ll never center myself as a pure... (I’ll always feel as a pure waste) Whatever it is can you delete my history In the end it’s all just a bother to see Can you give an ear out I don’t even know what I want 4 years from now Everyone keeps asking what’s gonna happen then I don’t even know what I want this moment right now The silence is always louder

There's a lot of hateful people They all look so familiar This fiction superseded it’s meaning refunding it’s right to live Now it’s time to recollect return to dreaming and forget Forget you ever heard these pieces Delete them from the fictive works in the library Leaving these to exist in a state of isolation Returning back to solitude; picking at straws The riddle of the tree falling in the middle of the forest. That is all and all that will ever be.