a story set on a night without stars.

[deantiheroad]

nothing but static falls from our lips now
pantomimed expressions sweeping the stage
stealing what was left of the last act of our time
i won't be your motivation
if you can't be my inspiration
a story set on a night without stars
with no actors willing to take part
we're throwing lines without thought
pallid scenes short of life
this play is our reality
fall blind to the final curtain
don't let it cut you short
no audience remains
this is a story for 2 now
we bleed through each act
leaving our trail across the stage
spotlights surround our every move
did you know that we're only acting?

these lines....

the soundtrack to the end of a friendship.