Inside the seethed
Beyond all the black
Through my multicolored insanity
Stands the way you always were
With the bag across your chest
and the hair across your eyes
You always had this hate
and it makes me a slave to your mind.
8:33
and I feel nothing
Should I have been you
for all this to brighten?
Where you would want me to hurt?
What would you want me to feel?
Beneath all means
and underlying all odds
I see all the pain I used to carry
I hear all the words you cut away and buried.
Burdened & Burdened
Burned & Burned
Release all the smiles
Revise all the turns
You can't be as ugly in mind
as you are beautiful inside.