my heaven and hell are the same
they switch back and forth a thousand times a day
discover undo rediscover undo in the ice cold cement
she says i need to make my bed since im not paying rent
a whole world that i can't show anyone
a whole world that thinks that i'm not anyone
but i am, but iam
when your favoritre songs dont touch you
and the only ones who love you seem so tragically flawed
don't they all, don't they all
i've seen everything from every angle
my life's been reduced to a third-rate tale
i heard back in school
the enlightened one doomed to be seen as a fool
and when you're stuck out at the gate
envy quickly turns to hate
and everyone will seem
the victims of a shallow dream
stuck in a rough draft, a terminal lab
where you're always on empty no matter how much you have
he traded black tar fro black oil paint
he's memorizing the words of some other default saint
if you see what could be, you'll be paralyzed by what is
if you see everything, you can't be sure of anything
i was standing outside of the world, staring at all the ugly machnies
i was screaming up at the sky, knowing damned well no one was gonna intervene
if you were to face what i'm fighting, for even a second, you would hate yourself for all the grief you've given me