Nothing explodes into something so delicate
Fragile I can't see what it will eventually be
Dust seems to settle in circles surrounding
A rhythm that's pounding and sinewaves inherently
Float through serenity
Silence can't shatter a void filled with matter
Closer together and gravity melts what is soaring in belts
Time moving faster a sun burning out in this chaos I wake up inside
Of me wanting to break me free
Make some sense of this chaos
Some sense of the dark
Make some sense of my thoughts getting colder
My heart growing older
Welcome to myality
I have written deceit like a story in me
Just to find that the rivers I float on stand still
In between my reflection, the mirror
My eyes seem to pierce through a fever that colors my world
I can tell you the words that I've spoken
The boundaries I've broken to get to the state that I'm in
As I'm turning a page on my darkness
I'm hyper receptive
A motion that slows down within
Craving tomorrow alone with the world
Late at night and my thoughts only bounce of the walls
I am answering my calls
I'm a deaf man a dead man afraid of the dark
I'm afraid of my shadow
Afraid of the gallows my mind has drawn
Where's the break of dawn
Where is the morning sun
Where is where I run
Eyes going grey as my presence erases
Something implodes into nothing
So delicate fragile
I can't see what it will eventually be
Apathy, bleeding its way through me
I have written deceit like a story in me
Just to find that the rivers I float on stand still
In between my reflection, the mirror
My eyes seem to pierce through a fever that colors my world
I can tell you the words that I've spoken
The boundaries I've broken to get to the state that I'm in
As I'm turning a page on my darkness
I'm hyper receptive, A motion that slows down within
I just linger I hover I sever my ties
Going out in the open I fall down I cry
I believe in my failure, I sentence myself
I get up every morning, forgetting again
How to breath in a moment, eternally lost
Like a secret unspoken the words that I've crossed
I will cover my traces, will whisper my thoughts
There will never be proof of the wars that I've fought
