I fall towards myself
Inconsequential to the soil that sprouted me out
As I reconcile with my stake in stoles amenities
Fighting for a spot in life with spoiled project integrity
And though I try no one will give me the time
But then the gates open up although I forgot my name
And for the first time since my youth I'm breathing fresh air again
And though the grass up here is always wet with dew
I wish I fought a littler harder back on earth to preserve
What we had
Can the flowers stay on growing
While we remain, while we stand?
Our destruction is still approaching
But for all the other life that is at hand (that bloods in our hands)
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord by and by?
Is a better home awaiting
In the sky, oh, in the sky?
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Commend all your friends
For fear in the face of creeping advertisements
And though we know we're on the road to that great show in that big sky
We drag our feet we don't say die, we mourn the dead avoid mention
We're permanently asking why to light and rocks ice
And when the gates open up you won't remember your name
And for the first time since your youth
You're breathing fresh air again
And while the taste of iron may still linger in your brain
You're right next door a million miles away
Out of your head
Always we knew
We were never meant to be so distant and cruel
Two hundred thousand years of oppression and rule
Yet we can't stop expressing our total love for you
Viral infection dedicated to abuse
I've always hurt you
I've always hurt you
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I race towards your building and I call out in vain
I try throwing little rocks at your window pane
Like they do in the films but it never comes across sane
Fast, fast baby we don't have much time
Cold, cold sweat dripping down my back
Back to the place where i first determined my path
I count fifteen candles fluttering against the light wind
I'm just discovering how comfortable it's to sin
We know what we need to do but we don't do it
I don't think that we're monsters but we're awfully close to it
We say we like our ways, we just like our things
We think maybe everything is predetermined so we don't think
Solid gold glitter and solid gold meth
Just cover up our failings in a palatable mess
Always racing in the name of progress
Considerate of the past but not of what comes next
You and I and them
We're all programed to deceive ourselves with meaning, purpose
Intersubjectivity
It's all a fantasy
I'll always hurt you, my God
We were always bent on being sadistic, us fools
Are we an enigma?
Conscienceless or tools?
Is chaos a natural prerequisite
Or do we just tell ourselves that, so existence has rules?
It's true, we'll always hurt you
Dear God, we'll always hurt you
With love, we'll always hurt you
Forgive, we'll always hurt you