I’m detatched from mankind
There is a eclipse in the back of my mind
There is deception in the worlds design
I’m more into living
But death will come
Serenity in my self preservation
Light has touched your perfection
Cursing like anything else
Maybe you are all better then me
I’m ashamed of the things I’ve been put through
I isolate on lonely nights starting a fire on the first
Wayward distraction takes away from the magnificence of the prize
The truth, lightens the impact of your lies
And when you heard her cry what did you do?
Did you rescue the idea that one day this could be real
And one day once more, I could feel
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