The same criminal that framed visuals
from the very same brain that tamed flame
he's live from the desert once again
to park that match again my friend well
this dint has left us incapacitated
deliberately interpreteded in the wrong
but we've made it we've made
so tell m whose tired of the sleepless nights we've staring at the wall till it tears you eyes
tell whose tire of playing up laying down tucking in and dosing off
he slowly molds to take my form
and he's shown us the path
direction pointless in his light
just shine
how glorious meals left for us just to learn not to bite the hand
that feeds you your stomachs full the glutton has been killed on command
the pills the fills the drinking the tunnel my vision the thrill of catching every other red light
right for you wrong for me whose to say this time will decide
now i slowly crawl myself outside that lions den
are there anymore of us to tame you feed you the bring you back to
Bed sleep solemnly in that
blinking keeps us calm through this
if the sun turned to coal
and the rain was like blood
what would you do
if that was whats
happening lately