Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Wanted Needs

Fixtures hang upon the cielings
Switching on and off panel those feelings
When all is grey, black and whites all you see
Yet that trouble keeps followin' me...
Hiding behind locked doors
Looking out through the window pains
Griev-in', has left me nothing but shame
Reachin' all wants, easily succeeded
As each plan of action is reached, its defeated
Thats not a shot against my courage,
But needs confide my pour-age, and
The images portrayed, its not everything, but a damn shame
When the witnesses, run away, and you're left without a thing, but a chain
That you're father left behind, that his father and his father, stood on the front line
They were' willin' to die for us, shot and wounded for us
Up in the hospital, as they burned down the whole forrest
Pandamonium in the making, earthquakes a shakin'
Sound asleep, sleep walking, but nothin keeps you from wakin'
Cause those swollen nightmares, are better than reality
Takin back to the good days, dreamin of nostalgia, we
Will not be defeated, better off depleted as the suns temperature rises
We get heated, as the dark in us neals in seats we see it hypnotise us
A hero beneath the shadowing depths
Haunted my motivations, nonexistence left
Conquered right by all, but failing every test
Its un-imaginable, seeing creation of such a mess,
So lets just put it to rest, and strive for nothin' but the best...

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