Plastic

Only stiff harshness radiates, (I’m cold)
Pained with a shot right at my neck, lost in its embrace.
Deceived only when it counts,
Lies are not the same as hiding.
Guilt tripped into thinking otherwise,
Since when must I agree with you?
Lies are not the same as hiding.

Your pressure is only twisted if you believe it
It only comes true if you believe it,
Don’t think about it
Eventually it’ll rub off on you
And I just want to run

What’s more to this than self hate and betrayal?
Than an advocate known not much less than you
What’s too real can only mean I’m dreaming
Now we might as well call it a nightmare
This is where you try control
This is where we lose it

Descriptive only in our tone
And in our past mistakes
Memories only come to haunt,
When I stop breathing
Intake of misery, it doesn’t last forever
Your sick games are merely puzzles
Glued together, I’m in tact

What is a scar exactly, but a story to tell?
Of fact apart from brainwash
Here I will repeat your exact wording
It’s all in our head

Only stiff harshness radiates, (I’m cold)
Pained with a shot right at my neck, lost in its embrace.
Deceived only when it counts,
Lies are not the same as hiding.
Guilt tripped into thinking otherwise,
Since when must I agree with you?
Lies are not the same as hiding.

And if I want to hide, could you make me do otherwise?
A passion and hatred,
Stick with what you perceive.

Shameful, a bit too much
A bitter tomorrow, left in your touch
You’re the artist, I’m the brush
I don’t want you
I don’t need you

Just like a disease, fully reconciled
Submissive to knowledge
Familiar with affection
Value the power missed
Signify what’s left amidst
Within boundaries of destruction
These walls are painted yellow tonight

In this case, not happiness
But transferred thoughts,
Translated on their way through
Devious maybe, it’s the only way out
I don’t want you
I don’t need you

If caused, I’ll need some self reliance
I’m positive you’re sure to crack
Collapse on another hit
Karma’s a bitch; take a look at my stitches
Here there is no suture
Grasp the verity, the closing stages
Approaching but you are not aware
There’s a vital point being made
This is a forewarning
There’s a vital point being made

If premonitions were so plastic,
Would they shine the way they do right through your sorry smile?

I’ve fallen already and it’s just the beginning
A prediction that’s so complicated
I’m so sorry, aren’t I?
The worst cases, seen firsthand
The terrible parts inspire me
Enlighten this dilemma
Formed on this day

If premonitions were so plastic,
Would they shine the way they do right through your sorry smile?

A passion and hatred,
Stick with what you perceive.