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My ashtray is on fire again,
smoke in the eyes which debatedly blinds.
In my heart I am making choices,
choices that I cannot take back.
Only more smoke is on the horizon,
Another fire destined to consume me.
Direct honesty and forced apathy,
To drive the thorns from my flesh.
Take your filth away from me,
No, I will not buy a subscription,
Like everyone else, past friends.
Cannot find peace from the destroyers,
The faithful never can. Laugh about it.
I don't deceive myself and neither will you,
burn on in the hell you are creating. . .
Just don't drag us down with you.
Are you happy now?
Feeling better than everyone. . .
Sing on from your pedestal,
One day you'll be knocked down,
Plaster broken to reveal a decayed heart.
smoke in the eyes which debatedly blinds.
In my heart I am making choices,
choices that I cannot take back.
Only more smoke is on the horizon,
Another fire destined to consume me.
Direct honesty and forced apathy,
To drive the thorns from my flesh.
Take your filth away from me,
No, I will not buy a subscription,
Like everyone else, past friends.
Cannot find peace from the destroyers,
The faithful never can. Laugh about it.
I don't deceive myself and neither will you,
burn on in the hell you are creating. . .
Just don't drag us down with you.
Are you happy now?
Feeling better than everyone. . .
Sing on from your pedestal,
One day you'll be knocked down,
Plaster broken to reveal a decayed heart.