Don't Think So Hard

You thought we were drowning in the sea, but it was just me
thought it was raining but
Either way you couldn't see
rearranged and without a name, the sound is being sucked up by the blame
the plant dies, the mind fries and then you sigh

Blocked in by four walls, you're locked in, you're shocked and unaware you can leave
Unaware your sleeve is made of silk, your heart slides down everytime I frown
Downtime is uptime and the punchline waits, you slip, you waste

I think people sometimes do things because they have to. Like make art, do art, be art. People are all fixed, they all are set in their ways of days, in, out, they pout but they live and they give and restrain and exclaim the obvious..


If it were only so easy, a home...if it were only so freeing...


I know sometimes I hold on just a little too tight
And sometimes I don't say things, they sound a little too light
The distance gets longer, the shallow gets deeper, here I am again
You looked over there, one minute, two minutes, three minutes four
No one came knocking at your door
You set that place up, you created the distance
Filled it up with fake
All the dumb things you say
The dismay and my words of clay
Crumble and dismantle, disintegrate
My broken hands and clumsy face

Every time rejected just a little more reflection
Can't feel the affection
Affliction anymore, just a warm welcome, a door..come in and you won't feel anymore
Fucking whore

What? Did I just say whore? No. I meant to say score. I love feeling like shit

You steal my time
And all I see is you
This is real life
This one's worth putting up the fight
I am a child
You are a man

Don't you feel that way too



(I found this in my edit box, must of been going through it!)