Life is Bs, Miroki

I'll hold my tongue
Until it is wilting away
Call me a chemist
In the way your love
Deteriorates
A beaker filled with
An optimistic perspective
However it always strays
In a different direction

No one will know the way
You know my heart
Procedures of surgery
To vital organs
Call it art
I fall apart
This time if I fall there
Won't be a resurrection
Reflection

Questioning if life was fiction
Suffering will only prove
For stronger conviction
The science behind crucifixion
I'll hold my tongue
Till it's wilting away
Call you entropy the way
Your love dissipates
Evaporates
Evaporates



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Bateson
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