Aug 26, 2006 05:27
dancing in the wreckage
watching all of your passions
burning out like flames
makes you want to die
inside is stirs but you can control it
what a monster
seeing your ideas
at their grandest without you
makes everything a blur
suddenly everything you were is gone
the life you pictured
is painted black
where are all of the memories
they're floating down the drain
whatever happened to the best years of our lives
the vanished in the wreckage
still you dance around it
because thats all you can do
the utopia you thought you knew
was taken out with the trash
the lights shine bright on the could be you's
the print stares you in the face
that should've been yours
what if you were what they wanted
you would love you less
forget the what if's, should've beens and, could'ves
they left years ago
before you knew it
you were typecast
along with the other slobs
fighting for your innocence
you know all is lost
keep fighting
keep being
keep living
because the real world is screaming your name
all the times you've cried
will come back to you
and make you stonger
when this place is up in flames
instead of looting liquor stores
you'll be clinging to insanity
like gum on the world's shoe