I don't live, my breath is but a vent of my frustration
I sense too much, I don't know the secret combination
Late night television fills in the space
So I don't have to wonder
How many of them are gone
And which ones are gonna come back?
Speak the combination out of a trace
Where I hear falling thunder
Now that we kill the strong
For the things the rest of us have left behind
Sunlight in chronic return burns my eyes
I don't want to be left here anymore
Still life images of innocence
Lay bleeding in the corner of my mind
Taking in the changing hatred
You see the eyes in the drinking glass
Swallowing the imagination
Child still alive, shattered crystal mass
Uncontrollably alive, the stain spreading across
The surface of a face, lightning rod left in your hands
Under faded flashing light, the pain bending, far too human
Fall from grace biting back your last demand
I cannot breathe inside of death's disguise
The walking victims never cry
Still life images of innocence
Lay bleeding in the same cell with that crime
Walking on the seascape, scattered figures just begin to drop
Bleeding through the ears, the infesting cycle just won't stop
Breaking through they said
The calculated murders would justify the means
Coming out, have we forgotten
The past is never what it seems?
Hot flash in chronic return burns my mind
I don't wanna be here anymore
Still life images of innocence
There's no way left to keep the children blind
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