Visions-
It's your fault and I don't care anymore.
You've made your mistakes and I don't want to be a part.
Your selfish ways, have finally caught up.
I won't feel a thing as I watch you fade a way.
You're looking for a reaction.
The more I hate, the better I feel.
So many chances, so much waste,
I'll throw you away to find something that's real.
The burning in my eyes.
Looking through a sea of red.
Visions of your demise,
consume the thoughts within my head.
I'll spit in your face,
and laugh all the way to my grave.
Your apologies keep piling up.
Now you're just another worthless face for me to forget.
1) Intro*No lyrics*
2) Treading Water
Every day it gets harder
To get myself out of bed
When I'd rather solve problems
With a gun to my head
Far too long,
I've allowed myself
To use the future as a crutch,
The promise of better days ahead
Used to be enough.
I've dug in my heels,
Turned my back on the past,
But as a silent Atlas,
I'm bending in half
Far too long,
I've allowed myself
To use the future as a crutch,
The promise of better days ahead
Used to be enough.
I've been crawling towards the light at the end of the road
Now it's disappeared and left me all alone.
3) Holding Patterns
I'm still searching for the point where this wave's own weight
Became so great that she crashed and rolled back.
I know the end can't be assessed as of itself,
But desperate eyes see no shame in blindly seeking what they lack.
Born a blank canvas, dying a mess
A maze of twisted nerves, beneath crawling flesh
The miss-firing synapses within my brain,
Ill-tempered blood aches to burst from my veins
Self-awareness seems to be the blackest curse
And I'm hard pressed to find an affliction that's worse
Than feeling rotten within your own skin,
When we're too far gone, to feel pure again.
I give.
Lies, lies, lies.
Choked on self-pity, I've cut all my ties.
Heart and a conscience, that won't let me survive
Hanging my head, and begging for my last rights.
4) Charade
And I just want to laugh it all away,
the thickest skulls, most well rehearsed charades
I know why your own thoughts never see the light of day
insecurity is what's been leading you astray
I see you work so hard to posess,
the interests of those, you hope to impress
The only thing that seems to matter
is using others as footholds, to climb that social ladder.
"Not every boy thrown to the wolves becomes a hero"
so be grateful that you've been spared,
I never got a fucking sympathy vote
swallowed whole by a world that never fucking cared.
I learned early on to shake my head at tragic flaws
5) Life Support
When the fucking world asks us to bow down our heads,
and let maturity's blade sever our innocent necks,
the sands of time race to slip through the cracks
the hum of amplifiers lets us break the hour glass,
at alters of plywood, we scream out our lungs
far from liar's eyes, devoid of forked tongues.
feelings of safety, twenty minutes at a time
while the rest of the world is a failure by design.
days slip by, it seems I'm losing track
twenty-one years gone, I'll never get them back
I try to reminisce about all the time I've spent
but i just can't seem to find, where the fuck it all went
where time went
feeling left - behind
but this lets us feel alive
this is our way to feel alive
6) Miles AheadI've got so far to go
to make things work out like I'd planned
I thought I had it once
but now I've got to start over again
I've burned so many bridges,
built up so many walls
convinced that I was strong enough
to support it all by myself
never asked for help
from anyone else
I've got so far to go to
to make things work out like I'd planned
losing so much ground
and it's too late to start over again
I just can't keep my head up
out of my hands
I'm finding it harder to control reactions
in a world where your kind exists
every time I reach out to try to shake a hand
I can't keep myself from clenching my fist