Aching, tearing fabric
Dragging footsteps through unsympathetic streets
Grinding teeth, brittle bones
The weight of a world not my own flung onto well-worn shoulders
When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?
When was it I seemed to matter to some?
Were my tears tasting sour, losing hope by the hour?
We were never this bent over hours well spent
None the wiser
Fed up being poorly fed
This tasteless nourishment is like salt in my wounds
Only the bitter notion of a sour aftertaste
Still party my lips in sweet sickening addiction
When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?
When was it I seemed to matter to some?
Was there blue in your song
Seeping red from your lips?
Pay no mind, mind no matter
None the wiser
All the same
I must have forgotten to count the days
Mark the pages that tell of my age
Pay no mind, mind no matter
No matter what, it matters not
To none
None the wiser
All the same
In fierce pacing sinews a tension relentlessly rises
One risk too many worth taking. A beating of senses
I'm senseless, towering restless over my horizon
When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?
When was it I seemed to matter to some?
Were my tears tasting sour, losing hope by the hour?
We were never this bent over hours well spent
None the wiser
When was it I wrote this and everything mattered?
When was it I seemed to matter to some?
Was there blue in your song, seeping red from your lips?
Pay no mind, mind no matter
None the wiser
