Its the feeling you know when theyll all go away,
Were lost down this heated path, needing a cloak of comforbility.
But well get used to having no shade,
Left alone, lost and silly.
When I read the sky,
Well I, will sing your song for all time.
These melodies get lost in rhymes,
Get drowning in this lovely light,
Get shooshed away by this lovely light.
The greedy monster lives far into the woods,
He's raping and pillaging everything it could.
Hes out of your closet, and in someones mastermind,
So people far and near, prepare to sear, we have lost our sight.
Cut away and were melting down,
To a people now, never to be found.
The few that care, its too late,
Its too late, its too late, its too late to be saved.
