only existing in memory is a hard way to develop.
your last words heard were stoic disagreement.
does the regret make it too hard to reach back?
yes, these hidden vices lead to deceit.
and those plastic smiles erode.
overcompensate to push down babylon.
you calmy accepted the distance and made it greater. you stop and you stare and you turn and you go and you don't look back.
could it be the pills? could it be the hormones? could it be your body is your cell?
'cause the first drip makes you look away. the second one takes your breath out. the third one stops your heart dead cold.
do you exist or have you been put to sleep?
your memory is moving pictures that i try not to wear out.
these still frames fade away as new faces take their place.
your last words heard were stoic disagreement.
does the regret make it too hard to reach back?
yes, these hidden vices lead to deceit.
and those plastic smiles erode.
overcompensate to push down babylon.
you calmy accepted the distance and made it greater. you stop and you stare and you turn and you go and you don't look back.
could it be the pills? could it be the hormones? could it be your body is your cell?
'cause the first drip makes you look away. the second one takes your breath out. the third one stops your heart dead cold.
do you exist or have you been put to sleep?
your memory is moving pictures that i try not to wear out.
these still frames fade away as new faces take their place.