we choke on time spent wasted
the pain decide what taste is
left or right I cant decide
if anything could keep the eye

Reiging down in spoiled solution
to acquiese this obsession
flesh it serves us as a scapegoat
but jaded lips will stain

Contempt lends me to silence
with shame derides what faith in
love and hate no one can tell
the point at which this is your hell

and so its seems we guard a place
if emptiness could leave a trace

Reiging down in spoiled solution
to acquiese this obsession
flesh it serves us as a scapegoat
but jaded lips will stain

Just take it wasnt free
this vacance pouring out of me
collecting in a pool of dread
the seconds ring inside my head
like stale bits of dreams regarded
as tatters of deceit