something i wrote when bored
By lost the lonely dead •
The doom to follow will only hollow
Your catchy/shaky phrases, empty/catchy anthems
This is not the day of yesterday nor of tomorrow
But it’s the day of the here and now
And people want life now
It’s a tragic sickness oh yes
Bleeding from the eyes a mess
No one is spared of lies
And everyone sighs then dies
And to you oh mighty sky
With raised fist I declare unto you
That there is a way, there is a day
To find a way from here to there
Wherever it is, I haven’t a clue
Yet I know its there because
Of all the neighs, it must be there
And if all of you are the chosen few
Do see my meaning, open an ear
Come to hear the meaning of my words