All Will be Quiet and Still, by Loneliness is condescending
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Every day were told brawn for brains
Every pictures screams looks for thoughts
Beauty only skin deep, what does that matter?
Society is based upon the ideas of fabricated greed
Grief to those who step against the flow
Pop culture will ruin you
Dreams become to attainable
Breathing with our sickly frames the keys so our successes
Sanity’s a dieing breed
Going the way of insanity
Soon all that’s left is hollow shells
Of what humans use to be
With tucks and snips we all become the same
The shame we brought our sold out hearts
Tomorrow will be another day
Save me from this night mare
You love me so show it and embrace this |
| Posted: 2007-05-12 17:29:12 UTC |
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| 2006-02-22 18:30:49 | lost the lonely dead |
| interesting...for me its hard, there are two sides, and both of them scream at me and im sitting high on a fence...can i come down? or will i just be shot were i stand? i will come down, make waves be missunderstood and find myself find other find sanity, i think...hopefully i wont be one of the only ones...know what i mean? i like this, i understand...i wish others did |