thousandshells

It's just another moment too soon, to tell you the truth, of why we grip our necks with an ever tighter noose just another mirror on the wall, broken and abused, point us forward this time before we shake this foundation loose because we have found ourselves enamored with our newfound fear of flight caught up in the moment with the ways we use to hide we stike down the liar we fight until we die and we aren't alone this time we still hold this empty sky its just another moment too soon, what the hell is wrong with you you gave into the gallows and lost your chance to draw the line just another empty throne please this one last time please j

v.saturate our existence with perpetual intrinsics defined allow us to live on our own no, that would never suffice disregard my emotions they only keep me chained to the lies im sick of being defined by the hatred amnesia and highs c. this fear collapsed so silently pleasure elasped along our deadly hearts so tell me what does it mean when we delight in our broken dreams why are we all alone severed from this shattered sky why let these moments fade and die v. defile our defenses with your poisonous eyes wide allow us a moments reprieve from the danger of drowning alive just ignore my elation and keep me under the tide im tired of your exc

The worldly saints spew their rhetoric old eyes viewing, renewing as they rage because people never change never wanting to just take the blame only situations or a lesser man are meant to bear the shame yet we are the ones who are wrong when we bare our fangs because were eating angels mere mortals but we devour all the same the sky sheds tears for all those who might have lost their way still we feast in the rain entropy under lead increases all the same they pretend to love us even more than they but its just a facade, dont believe the great still we continue to eat, drowning in our rage

i would stain these white walls red with the blood that was once on your hands hold together the ends of the world frayed as they may be let us all sing as we hold let us resonate with the calls of blind lacrymosa hands collide, whether on your throat or a more subtle target barriers of paper are all that shield us against torrents of freely flowing abyss rivers rise vertical from the grass into the air, the results of blind lacrymosa

v1 You can't walk on water (you aren't real) You cant even cast a shadow on your own (just a hallucination) Without the light that is in another (a figment of my imagination) After dark you remain all alone (I'm not watching) So blow out the candles and observe this artificial life end c We buried our problems yet They still haunt us from the grave As we make these nooses to hang ourselves We obsess over those gilded days I know the truth and now It will never be the same  Such a hallowed word has become my name v2 Don't let the wax touch your skin (you're just an image) The fragile sand turns to glass in your eyes (I don't thi

your life hangs beside me by strings of our own creation shadows on your palms from fingers curled and sleeping the silence that we held so closely to our minds betrays us to the sirens theyre still blaring loudly but i can't hear them Intangible hands may grip your neck but i will grab this ledge and hold on to the earth red and white chariot take us to a place that we can grasp clutch onto the fleeting past the darkness in my heart the light thats in your soul purify me and save yourself if they can't save us both my spirit is troubled but yours is a material danger wandering down the halls in a comatose trance im s

i can feel myself falling faster farther down i cannot mend the wounds that keep holding me to the ground tell me how to fix myself tell me what the hell I should say because anytime I act it only gets worse i don't wanna be God (bear the burdens of the world) i don't wanna be the one to choose(kill the pressure kill the pressure) my hands are far too weak to hold the world(i can't bear the weight anymore for you) blindside me please and take me in the night(when im numb) give me a rest and share the burden before I break grab my wheel and wreck me in the ditch take life away from my control i can't take the pressure anymore so p

You won't read this and if you do you're wasting your time because you'll just ignore it. Facts: 1. Everyone lives vicariously through themselves, EVERYONE. 2. The past is the only thing that is certain, so people are defined by that. 3. People don't change, their situations and surroundings do. 4. Just because you plan ahead doesn't mean things will work out that way. 5. When people lie to you properly, you won't think they're lying. 6. Words AND actions can be deceptive, intention is the only perfect judge of character. 7. A common delusion people trick themselves into believing is that they are different from everyone else; you may

I'm caught up inside completely intertwined with the silence (you gave me the gift) (I thought I knew you) I felt it slip away it was the perfect day for you (nail the door down) (to my pine house) (watch me burn at the stake for a crime that wasn't mine) Cremate me, the bury the ashes Liberate me, from this false witness Berate me, give your best wishes Become me, find a new victim and do it again Earth is hell 'cause violence sells but what's the price(your a millionaire) (complete nobility) I held the gun looked at the son he looked back and wept (you pulled the trigger) and I fell to pieces Cremate me, then bury the ashes Liberate me,