Imagine a life where religion
doesn't even matter,
Everyone's together
Working for the better
Doctors serving a need
Making everything free
Instead of charging a fee
Thanks to a new policy.
When you drive in your car
Think about where you are
It's not very far
To where the dark ages are.
Dude you're fucking MPD
You're fucking driving me crazy
I'll be taking care of you like some baby
Will you even thank me? Maybe?
Im a superhero thanks to you
Maybe it was a role I didn't want to do
You don't care that you made my life askew
You don't even know I'm here to save you.
Your character came out tonight
Told me I was supposed to be the knight
You are the villain, according to what you write
And I'm supposed to be the rewrite
You pretend to tare care of me
And I suppose you do, to a degree
In reality you're just trying to be an honoree
And my horrors are just what you see.
I really don't want to play this part
But I
Isn't it crazy how nightmares can follow you into the day.
Making your life seem to flash away.
Reminding you that you can run, but you can't hide.
Always nudging against your side.
You see her in the color red.
You feel her climbing into your bed.
You see her eyes in the color blue.
Reminding you what she did to you.
Some nights you just lie awake.
Remembering what she did to make you shake.
You call out to someone to help save you.
Searching for a safe haven to go to.
Isn't it crazy how you can't tell the difference between
Reality and what you've made it seem.
Did she ever touch me, and make me sweat
Maybe if I knew the answ
Lovers meeting in the dark
No one could tear them apart
Eyes locking in the night
Holding hope of a future so bright.
A voice nagging in your head.
I should not be the one in bed.
He should be here with you
Instead of me, the tempting shrew.
Guilt rising in your thoughts
Turning your heart into knots.
You know I should be yours
Instead you leave out those doors.
I don't care if this doesn't make sense
You turned me into a fucking mess.
And now I made the choice for you
Because I'm done with you.
We the victims of the vain
Slice and burn to ease the pain
Blood trickling down our arms
Smell of smoke filling our lungs
We are the victims of the vain.
We the victims of the vain
Long for everything to ease the pain.
Snorting and Smoking
Bloody noses and lots of choking.
We are the victims of the vain.
We are the victims
dealing with our symptoms.
PTSD
Depression
Anxiety.
We are the victims
of a childhood robber
Now we try to remember
That suicide isn't the only answer.