The Death Of Fiction

I lay broken on the road that i have paved for you
Every single piece of this puzzle is tearing me in two
Pulsing from what's left inside
Peaking out to stay alive
Just what do you think we're gonna do?
(Don't even think we're through)

(GET UP!)

The long nights in the city of angels
With glowing wingspans, you keep them to yourself
Deserted homes surrounding the cause of death
Usurping thrones to be just like them

Cursed by your shadow
But what do I know?

Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind? (How did I fall behind?)
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space (Forgiving space)
Remembering this memory (This memory)
Of when I drew the line
When I drew the line

Pulsing from what's left inside (What's left inside)
Peaking out to stay alive (To stay alive)
Just what do you think we're gonna do?
(What are we gonna do?)
Don't even think we're through

It's all fiction, don't pray to your idols
Unwanted thoughts demanding to stay ahead
The long nights in the city of angels
Accursed hexes responding to the dead
To the dead

(The city's back to haunt you)
(What kind of hell have we) Become

This story has no ending
But you know this world's surrounding
Keeping the likes of you
Burning those who see through

(Pulsing from what's left inside)
(Peaking out to stay alive)

Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind? (How did i fall behind?)
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space
Remembering this memory
Of when I drew the line
Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind? (How did I fall behind?)
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space (Forgiving space)
Remembering this memory (This memory)
Of when I drew the line
Of when I drew the line