Hover above my head and call me out, I'm beneath it all. Just a thief caught in the red, hands dirty from the crawl. Back to an unsuspecting victim, waiting on a different view.
You desecrate your temple with anger. A hollow body fueled by hate. (Hollow). I feel no better. (Anger). Don't look for answers. (Hatred). Blown away there was never a reason why.
By popular demand you fall to waste again. Brought to the execution by a friend. The guilt is wearing down the defense. And gearing up your same old reasons.
There's something every day that keeps on pulling at me. Mental pictures of a firing line. You put me in that place with no one there to get me out. Missing chances just to speak my mind.
I know tomorrow is a maybe. Doesn't seem so guaranteed. It seems for once we're finally happy. And blessed with everything we need. . So take the highway west again.
Like a postcard picture fading out to desert winter. Once an ocean now it leaves me dry. Clouds are separating tear apart this life I'm living. I'm gravitated to this brand new light.
I've been living it my way, I've been living it for myself. It's the things that you don't say about the way that I know you've felt. Everything right in my eyes, two are one and as a whole.
Hold on, I can't feel you. It's been too long for any rescue. Is it lost, or just too hard to find?. . Cut the cord, fade to black. It's better left behind.