...And someday I will complete thee and show the world my fantasy...

In front of me
A taste of love is on the tongue
She’s all i need

Turn around,
It’s a cross faded madman
Staring in the mirror
Inciting god
Where’ve my eyes been?

“Exploring the depths of these carnivorous caverns
Searching for some sort of cathartic release
But your memory still haunts these corridors
Theres black on my hands
From the soote on the walls
I always had nightmares she’d take it too far
But when i woke up
i’d covered myself in gas”

I think about it babe,
I think about it everyday
Oh babe
Reflecting on the haze
Perpetuating mistakes
The ones at night that tuck me in
And then crawl back in the closet
Waiting for me
To find the time
I’m not the same at all

A thousand times I think about the waste I put together
Babe i think about it
Babe i think about it everyday

“I led her underground
Because I thought she might understand
What these paintings meant
But she didn't see any art
She saw scratches on the walls
And when i tried to give her a lens
She never bothered to look”

She meant everything to you.
And she didn’t even exist.

Two knees buried in the intersection under the streetlight
The same streetlight you balled your eyes out under at 15
The same streetlight you looked up to for guidance
For a light.
To know that something was there
Something that could mean everything to you.
And you turned yourself against that
You chose to unsee.
You had something and you killed it
You had a warmth
And you killed it.

[Oooooooooooooooooooooooooo]
A thousand times i think about the days that string together
Babe Babe
Was it really all a waste?
A storybook unnamed
Romantic stuck in dream
But everything to think


I just wanted something I could hold onto
Something I could control
So I didn’t have to move on
To seal myself in a piece of art
My heartbreak, my disillusionment in a piece of music
Music goes deeper than philosophy
I just wanted you to hear
I wanted them to hear
I wanted them to see these colors
I wanted them to feel what i feel
I’ve become a slave to the sound
sculpting every little detail in agony

It's such a harsh realization to find out that even if they will do listen
It will never mean the same to them as it does for you

All of this is only for you
You pushed them all away for you
This is all you have now
This is all i have left.

It’s not even about her anymore.
When I saw the world for what it truly was
To escape the monotonous routine
To escape the blinding aspirations
The hopes and dreams of what you wanted to see
You were broken.
You gave up on everything.
You gave up on meaning.
And now you have nothing.
Now you have nothing.