Clichés are common.
Your life is pretty much a bore.
You would be a hero in another world
Where you could be so much more.
Lies are pollution.
They all direct you to The Store.
The whole world is out there for you to command.
You’ll have to go door-to-door.
Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.
Can’t depend upon
The people that rely on you.
Each of the failures witnessed in this life
Their causes come to haunt you.
Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.
Time to say, ‘Good Night’.
Even though you wish it was true.
This time if I’m given the choice to wake up;
I’d much rather be with you.
I’d much rather be with you.
I’d much rather be with you.
Rotten Fruit and twisted vines.
Parasitic voyagers, fatal canary mines.
Symbols became battle cries.
It really doesn’t matter, because everyone dies.
MIDIMike
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