Everything was lies and cold.
Nothing but hidden eyes.
And were you bought or sold,
or left or ignored?
Or were you torn down for every time you felt and tasted only anger,
that doesn't burn as easily as twilight or bridges. Return to this again when you can't reconcile yourself with the blood on your hands or the words you were told.
Let this fall and die,
lets this crumble and wash away.
We will all be better for it but never absolved, remember that.
You write words that make it seem like you forgot.
Nothing but hidden eyes.
And were you bought or sold,
or left or ignored?
Or were you torn down for every time you felt and tasted only anger,
that doesn't burn as easily as twilight or bridges. Return to this again when you can't reconcile yourself with the blood on your hands or the words you were told.
Let this fall and die,
lets this crumble and wash away.
We will all be better for it but never absolved, remember that.
You write words that make it seem like you forgot.