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• Artiste: Soilent Green
• Titre: Later Days
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You said you didn't love me (a lie) You said you didn't care (my lie) I've spent an eternity destroying this (to myself) As if you weren't there (til I die) I've lost this taste of inner rage A question overlooked from this day-to-day Now this time is running low, had to give it away Lost this sight, bring it back to life Another wasted second to burn myself inside Feel all rebuilding to make you repeat it all One more dose, another sip A few pills at the most Breaking this silence Of this secure nature Not enough rest Wondering as you sit and question what went wrong Never once offered sanctuary to a truthful cause Stop repeating a fault; an apology will end for now Slipping into this un-animated world of dizziness An empty representation of thought, mistreated wisdom Twisted lips speak in vain, for a purpose put to shame A double-edged purpose slaying everyone but yourself Time is of the essence...patience a blur A swarm of thoughts, can't catch a one Left empty-minded Sitting in these eyes of guilt, outraged This barrier for what remains Take the disadvantage, a fraction of this life Kept close with loss of most These lips of misfortune, kissed one to many times Taste the truth...the pain I've had to gain Planning daily...getting nothing done Open the hands of a mind-clasped identity Taste the bitter blood on these lips Taste the betrayal of your unfaithful kiss A hindered growth with a grasping head spin It will leave one bottled up with a fifth of sin To live inside these walls till the day I die Totally confined to love held close inside Damned to tradition Flawless untold superstition Trying to find salvation An escape from evolution Words on top of words Towering fortress of this inaction These cycles of distrust This disease that breeds disgust Another for old times sake Fell behind in the pack No chances, no patience Obedience in a mental fraction An example of excuse The virgin behind logic Intimidate this full restraint Sink into a lurid thought God is dead, love is dead Dark thoughts of this un-compassion