self / destruction

Smart and all your tactics
Weak and how you practice
Slipping all over, sticky spilled beer
Dripping and sober, cellophane fears

I've taken part in your vicious murder
Proceeding further, more in my mind
I refuse to flutter the lashes of those
Whose eyes only care about
What's under my clothes

Oh, what a thief, thief, thief
No one would ever see
The gleaming of the thread
Interwoven in the seams
Of a so-called good deed
Glorified by the century
Forced to self
Destruct
And reconstruct my creeds
I'm left in a stranger's body
But never the face of defeat

I'm stripped of every part
I violently wanted to keep
Loving you came so easy
At night when you kept me sound asleep

I swear I will clench all of my thirsts
My longings and destinies
Reconcile my art with the water it needs
Replace loneliness with my own company

Oh, what a thief, thief, thief
No one would ever see
The gleaming of the thread
Interwoven in the seams
Of a so-called good deed
Glorified by the century
Forced to self
Destruct
And reconstruct my creeds
I'm left in a stranger's body
But never the face of defeat

Who am I without you
Who am I without you
Who am I without you
Who am I without you

To my greatest lover, to whom I will let fall
To their deaths and their inner misconceptions
I will leave as they once accompanied me
To their depths and their rawest of receptions

Of loneliness, atrocity, and all the wondrous waters
For them to swim and scowl about
And sink in the sublimity of their slaughters
Tomorrow will no longer confide in your whispers

For I will learn to grieve
And your fume, and your fragrance
Still stained on my sleeves
Shall be washed away by morning's rain
Down the drain of remembrance

I am deserving of your absence

I am more than you'll ever live to see
I am more than you'll ever live to see