b r e a t h e
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lost in the present tense so many think things are important at their heart and soul's expense so many strong willed confusions locked in their singular minds so many are not listening so many choose to be blind and still they make conversation and still they pretend they can see and still they deny they are feeling and still they imagine they care and they wonder why they don't get close to me but it's just a control thing they don't really want to share torn between wanting a savior and fear of giving up control they place their faith in invisible things that they can control and sacrifice their soul torn between wanting a savior and fear of paying the toll they place their faith in material things that they can control and sacrifice their soul baby can you understand I don't want to touch the hand of anyone who lies in love or hides it below or above I don't want to touch anyone who does not love herself for that is an energy vacuum that's bad for my health there is only so much healing that my love can do I can only start your feeling the rest is up to you everybody wants an answer through self-pity or pride but the answer is the balance you can only find inside torn between wanting a savior and fear of paying the toll they place their faith in material things that they can control and sacrifice their soul torn between wanting a savior and fear of giving up control they place their faith in invisible things that they can control and sacrifice their soul and I watch their bloated bodies accepting their self-destruction consuming their social poisons waste is their mass production and I see so many lives based on denial and assumption and I am anti-social for wanting no part in their mass consumption and still they make conversation and still they pretend they can see and still they deny they are feeling and still they imagine they care and they wonder why they don't get close to me they just want a normal social life they don't really want to share torn between wanting a savior and fear of giving up control they place their faith in invisible things that they can control and sacrifice their soul torn between wanting a savior and fear of paying the toll they place their faith in material things that they can control and sacrifice their soul b r e a t h e |
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