Reclamation

Your home Is turning into a desolated paradise You fall away, dream astray into the night You ran away, to this place you called "home" Stay Chasing Our hearts Are changing The light Is making me call you (Where do we draw the line?) Nothing remains After the massacre That we humans create We become the burning reason For every motherfucking thing Who said it ain't our fault? We started it. Now it's our turn to end it This continuous wave of bullshit needs to be contained Tell me why we cannot reason? All of us turn to dust You can not breathe at all (The walls are gone) When will we begin to see That we're the cause of our misery? The wounds we inflict don't just bleed You're flesh falls apart (it starts to reek) Like a penny, you're two faced and worthless (You murder both) your parents and plead that you were an orphan Our actions defy our words and then we blame the fucking world (Where do we draw the line, and how do we pick a side?) We form an orderly queue, and trip on multiple knives, multiple times Materialising in the womb Meaningfully guided away from all of the noise Technological marvels, they exist because we build them with our own hands And then we use the same hands that we could've changed the world with to pen our own last rites