Unbinding my grip on my long lost friends,
There's no way to tie a string that could possibly fray.
Striving to find a medicine for whatever ails the common man,
Mirrors upon mirrors to reflect pain back onto the predecessor.
Cut the cord, and watch the ceiling crumble down,
Can you feel the pressure pulling you down?
Can you see the answers to the questions;
We never expected to be told about?
We wear our hearts so dangerously,
On the edge of our sleeves.
How relatively short a life can be,
As opposed to a man attached to a vital machine.
The end is coming, yet it bides its time,
Listening to each and every individual cry,
Each separate victim's scream.
Bite onto the axis, rupture the throat,
Before the parasite becomes the host;
Cycle of living and life ending come to a sudden stop,
And eventually you forget how to breathe.
There's no way to tie a string that could possibly fray.
Striving to find a medicine for whatever ails the common man,
Mirrors upon mirrors to reflect pain back onto the predecessor.
Cut the cord, and watch the ceiling crumble down,
Can you feel the pressure pulling you down?
Can you see the answers to the questions;
We never expected to be told about?
We wear our hearts so dangerously,
On the edge of our sleeves.
How relatively short a life can be,
As opposed to a man attached to a vital machine.
The end is coming, yet it bides its time,
Listening to each and every individual cry,
Each separate victim's scream.
Bite onto the axis, rupture the throat,
Before the parasite becomes the host;
Cycle of living and life ending come to a sudden stop,
And eventually you forget how to breathe.
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