Broken Class

[WeerezIsTehWinz]

Honest crit, please.



Nothing can separate art in is natural state
It's just a jumble of ideas, so listen
This rant, this tirade that I will embark upon
Is only meant to make your brain cells glisten

So listen once again to what I'm about to say to you
I think you'll understand the beauty of it
Unorganized thoughts in their rawest form
Are what this world is based on now!

But how can I expect anyone to listen?
When all they think about is broken glass
Strewn out across their den and kitchen
A direct result of broken class

As the swirling winds surround me
I begin to wonder why
This guiding light from all around has found me
When I won't believe in a lie

How is it that I can hate myself so much sometimes
And still find my life
Right where I want it to be
Does this happen to anyone but me?

This is what I have to do
I'll do it tomorrow morning
Once this ringing gets out of my head
And I can get to the store

So between the swirling winds and everything else that's been said
I'm surprised that no one has shot me down and left me for dead
It's alright, all you killers out there
I'm dying...

We can't decide on a future
That will mimic the past
So we wait for the gumdrops to fly
And for us all to be recast

Lungs collapse and I see more clearly
As I take everything in
I'm happy, I'm sad, I want to die
What were we talking about again?
My clear vision is fogging up
I think I've made up my mind
To live like this is to live cursed
So I'll just bide my time