with every shiver, i'm passing through

acid washed dreams

look how defensive we all become

when our morality is in jeopardy.

how weak the human mind is,

how hesitantly we submerge in the pools of change.

when will we stop living the same day?

day in and day out.

stand up and pass out.

how much life is to be lived inside a black heart?

with eyelids of coal and a voice like art.

how much can one poor soul stand?

oh please take me to the promised land.

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help me,

i can't die fast enough.

the ennui, the long way

oh lack-(so)-luster lust.

is this life supposed to cleanse me?

when will it be enough?