Mad Season

trying to find the answer to an unasked question, because its always Mad Season where I live.

Friday, July 27, 2007

anything that matches take it grab it
it's yours
whether or not that's true

LIVING in your head every single moment
the dirt the filth
we ache
we ache
we want to live in truth but they keep saying truth is relative
and I just wanna go back to the old days when
truth was truth
and always proved itself to be that way

we ache
we fight we are going somewhere to
live for a few days in
our filth our dirt
our time of retching in the dark
STOP this is not about what I do or who you are or why you can't stop beating me with your carelessness
I was born to hurt from truth
but we're gonna get clean, baby.
Frozen
clean
cauterized

lifted from our lies

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