Trials

Empty, so empty, I'm
Digging through sand
As it falls
Through my fingertips
And I'm
Running I'm
Running
From my own reflection

I would tell you I miss you
But you wont pick up the phone
Was it so hard to care
I'm just gum on the bottom of your shoe

You will live somewhere
Between dreams and my waking mind
Until I die
A ghost in the machine
Fucking up my wiring
Lurking in the corners
Of my darkest fantasies

Empty, so empty, I'm
Digging through sand
As it falls
Through my fingertips
And I'm
Running I'm
Running
From my own reflection

You're out there somewhere
Can you feel me?
Are we telepathic beings
When I think of you
Does your heart bleed too

You will live somewhere
Between dreams and my waking mind
Until I die
A ghost in the machine
Fucking up my wiring
Lurking in the corners
Of my darkest fantasies

Empty, so empty, I'm
Digging through sand
As it falls
Through my
Fingertips
And I'm running
I'm running
From my own reflection

You're nothing but a fantasy
Symbols, analogies
Of my own bitter destruction
Are you free?
Or are you damned like me



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Marquez
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