Blissful writing leaves us empty
Empty reciting is lost but tempting
Still I stand here waiting for you
Leaving the brand here still true
Never wanting more than is needed
Never fronting till the wound is treAted
Pride in my work and my writing
Shoveling the dirt till prize is sighting
Straight up fighting for the righting
Of all my wrongs is that not right?
Out of all my songs it's not the fight
That keeps me sane it's the sight
Of our future in the long gone
past Just give me proof your not in that cast
It's not that I don't want to it's that I do
It's not that I don't want you it's that I'm you
Im Inside of your mind because I'm out of place
Maybe someday you'll find the time to show your face
It's dark out but I can see through your eyes perfectly
Blind eyes seeing but we wait for the end hopefully
We wait to collide but we end up taking it all
When you decide to tell lies about everything you saw
And everything that happened inside your idenity
Just as if it's all factioned you just pretend to be