You rose above, transcended all, now I suffer and take the fall. I gave you all that love could give, but karma called. Scrub up, operate on this blood red stone. Here we go! I try not complicate but this is not a celebration now. No, I’m moving on.
You rose above, transcended all, now I suffer and take the fall. I gave you all that love could give, but karma called. Who, who are you, if I can be so bold? Oh, did you let it slip to the ones who came before? We live in an isolated, unforgiving world.
Everyone deserves to be righteous, free and satisfied. If I can do it myself, then you can do it yourself. Every time I fly away I leave my body behind.
Asphyxiated on this cold hard floor, you are the ivy and you take control. Please let me go, release me from your stronghold. I see the consequence of open doors. I get the sense that I’ve been here before. I see the consequence of open doors. This honest lust has made me want you more.
Here stands my guilt intent, pretending to let go here for the final time. Statue of a broken line. Pretending to let go here for the final time. You are the ivy that suffocates these crooked limbs and these rusting walls. Idle minds forget the past. Idle minds are doomed to pass.
Don’t be afraid, be victorious. This sudden urge for a needless thought. Close the door, the night is ours. The need for change is in us all. Don’t be afraid.