Former Future
Reflections of a distant past, tested when we miss and clash
Told me I should but I would never leap, sitting here bitching out of the reach of the peak
Believe me I would, I’d stab where it hurts-see me etch in the wood, grab take and lurk
These fucking lambs can’t see how feeble they’re being, relieving and leaving just like breathing and being-disgusting, mistrusting I can’t get past it, but the cussing and fussing just grants me some passage
Green in my lungs, is it such a surprise, feeling as one while ignoring my eyes and my hand while it opens, commanded by another while the other’s just closin’ and goin’ back-memories in the space scribbled over in black
Do as I say-turn around for a friend-blue but my way, he’ll just break before bend, but take it and sending, the command to keep rending, you’d think he’d check before landing and blending
Rip at the page, check the front cover-if imaging is pillaging and stealing’s another-then brother, you’re guilty, but you just can’t stare-look past the eyes and reflect the glare
Told me I should but I would never leap, sitting here bitching out of the reach of the peak
Believe me I would, I’d stab where it hurts-see me etch in the wood, grab take and lurk
These fucking lambs can’t see how feeble they’re being, relieving and leaving just like breathing and being-disgusting, mistrusting I can’t get past it, but the cussing and fussing just grants me some passage
Green in my lungs, is it such a surprise, feeling as one while ignoring my eyes and my hand while it opens, commanded by another while the other’s just closin’ and goin’ back-memories in the space scribbled over in black
Do as I say-turn around for a friend-blue but my way, he’ll just break before bend, but take it and sending, the command to keep rending, you’d think he’d check before landing and blending
Rip at the page, check the front cover-if imaging is pillaging and stealing’s another-then brother, you’re guilty, but you just can’t stare-look past the eyes and reflect the glare