When the dark flood came

we wrapped ourselves inside a dirty blanket

citing different opinions

on whether we should move



when the houses came

they ate up everyone like they were fishes

saying, "come on, come on

its the end of the world"



and then I saw your face

you're turning skin into a dirty secret

I watched the beauties, watched the fire

and the fire burn the beauty in their eyes



when I took the blame

we layed in ruins trying to quote your phrase

we're yelling, "someone's got the answers,

but I'd rather think there's nothing to be found"



if you knew I was dying would it change you?



So when you see me falling backwards down the wall that says I'm still alive,

don't be cautious when I'm cautiously approaching on the other side

everybody has their reasons, that's the reason we're all going to die



because if seeing is believing,

then believe that we have lost our eyes



when I fly solo, I fly so high

don't touch me now.



We all deserve something