You're a book, you're a photograph You're a plague on the wall Or a knickknack haiku You're the voice of a guilty man Who doesn't call your name Until he needs to be lied to Call me vicious Cast your stones on me You're the death of a million men You're the face we dend With a patient virtue You're the judge of when a life should end Or when a war begins You're such a perfect statue Wear your necklace Like you wear your noose Fear your comfort any way you choose I'm not like you
I'm alone, I'm not lonely I can't let you in I feel like choking then holding You're breaking the skin This isn't hope that I'm holding No love you can give Not lonely, I've chosen To bleed here again and again
Now I Wake up to the sound of the mourning I feel infection Eyes shut To the absent heartbeat Too late to question Will you surrender Will you lose I love the way you blur your vision I feel your passion Never give up until the path you're living Finds your intention Call me evil cause I'm not like you Fear your comfort any way you shoose I'm not like you
One man buys the life That someone controls the night He died
