this calm is ruptured, all eyes careen
short-lived ascendence falls to defeat
fuck you, it seems the will was never worth the wake
back down, you never had the gall to sieze the day
why can't you stay buried?
goddamn this weakness, meek fucking breed
impressed by gimmicks, sold out by dreams
you heard the lies expected from the empty verse
break down and see the way you always make it worse
why can't you stay buried?
If there were notions
that we don't heed
you'd have them drained and spent
til we agreed
and so we close out another page
rewritten endings to suit the case
