Poetic Hate

The skies are blocked from view
By the sound of your descriptions
You describe too much

That you can barely see the starts
And you're just sitting there and think that
Quoting scripts it what you need to tell the world
It's what in your heart

Welcome me to the abyss
Into your true self
In the eye of the storm

And accept that not all your feelings
Were meant to be put
Into words

The sound of every breath you take
Corrodes my mind so slowly
Seeping through your pen and teeth
Are oh, so many lies

But maybe this is simply just because you're that lonely
Quoting every day is just a blessing in disguise
You hide behind so many existential questions
You really think these are your feelings and beliefs
Standing on your guard behind barriers of sophistication
You're hiding from me the truth
That all in all
You're just a thief

Welcome me to the abyss
Into your true self
In the eye of the storm

The skies are blocked from view
By the sound of your descriptions
The skies are blocked from view
By the sound of your descriptions



Credits
Writer(s): Ori Tzion Mazuz, Zuckerman Philip, Yogev Shpilman, Hai Meler
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