It's alive, they celebrate
But i sigh in disappointment, why?
So what if they have started something?
What difference does it make?
Why can't your cold heart just embrace their joy?
If so for their sake?
Why do you fell this nagging need to go the other way?
You introversion makes your corroded soul more hollow every day
Can instinct really be so cruel and go against the grain?
I mean the outcome of your highest hopes is hard to explain
If words are true and not a front, your need to self obsess
Then I'll say a silent prayer for you and ask forgiveness
Confrontation makes no sense
Inward bitter till the end
Pictures you will never see
d**h for you, d**h for me
Embrace in full of darker parts
Always geared up when it starts
Something you would never do
d**h for me, d**h for you
It's a crime that I cannot commit
Ideas that I cannot permit
A father you will never be
d**h for you, d**h for me
Confrontation makes no sense
Inward bitter till the end
Wallow in you solitude
d**h for me, d**h for you