i have no hope or will to grasp life and no way to render my soul free
ive walked this same whethered path for what seems like an eternity
ive witnessed the effects off evolution but yet still no one notices me
high pitched note's echo's as the wind blow's tainted in the distance
musics all i have the melody off my music is my sanity's significance
upon each note i've placed my hope....carried harmonically for miles
lifes commodities are ficticious..pain expressed through forced smiles
nothings ever what it seem's like these day's for everyones to afraid
our animosity relinquish through panic and rage but the pain stayed
chasing dreams to a bitter end but always with nothing to show for it
past always repeats its self..kinda like a coat....you already wore it
my day's are numbered in this lonely dry place..and i have no choice
im segregate from the world alone stranger victim of a silenced voice
i cop for change to pay my way mortality bring's such and erry feel
either way i really dont like theses feelings be they pretence or real