Faded.....

[notwithstanding]

a track that'll be on my record when it's finished

Faded

my hands have been evacuated
my heart has been encased in stone
I violate my understanding
an orchestrated need to know

and in the waiting I find bloodied knuckles

I'm soaring
I'm sorry
faded as I've become

static sattelite stilettos
piece flesh as they walk over me
find a cure inside full wishes
to stand in weak society

crude exhausted
down for counting
nothing's ever as it seems

and in the waiting I hear slurs long murdered

I'm soaring
I'm sorry
static as I've become