Wednesday, May 6, 2009


The heroes
They're dead now
These morals
That we held
Are just dust
In the ground

Six feet under
Our breath we
Feel lost but
Move on
Unsure of

But so sure of this moment
It makes me sick

I reach my arms
As far as they can
Trying to hold on
To what's lost
But it's never better there
Where we came from
We've moved on
Now we got these problems
Nothing left but to solve them

Our pride never
Saved us our
Lies never
Gave us what
We really
Wanted all
The lipstick
And plastic
Pretty worthless
Never lasted
We're searching
For happy
-Ness or
Something like it

If ignorance is bliss
Let's all be ignorant

We've come pretty far now
Dug our hole pretty deep now
The sky's growing farther away
The night eases off to day
Are we moving forwards
Or in reverse?

All the books we never read
Had no chance of saving dead
It was us who took us down
The fall is ours and no one else
Who's left to blame besides ourselves?
There's no one left: we are dead now!

It was my fault

It was yours too

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