from
The Archives,
released June 29, 2014
mind just a casualty casually slipping through reality
sad to see that's the way it had to be
no strategy left he fealt the world was just too empty
unhappiness dwelled in every smile that he sent me
with plenty of bullshit to hide his real colors
he tries to play it cool like he was just one of the others
smothers how he feels, personality gone to ashes
all he likes to talk about is how his outfit clashes
crashes into to mirrors nervous wreck lookin to score
stares at the clock and sits alone at the door
YOU BETTER KNOCK IT OFF, before i knock you out
what is all the fussing and fighting about
i scream and shout but he couldnt give two shits
a neussance of an old dog slowly learning new tricks
threw bricks of ideas with the world as extra weight
addressin fate thinkin that hes next to great
obscessive state when he thinks of how its going
what is showing is just an expression of not knowing
so conceded in himself he repeated how he fealt
to surpass the breaking point and see if he could melt
i've dealt with it too long, he lets go in a whisper
pops like a blister for death but he just missed her
double date with the devil if she only had a sister
wait, she does, i get to join in on the fun
never danced with a demon but i better get the cuter one