Aphasia

We All

Aphasia


With a gun to your head 
you still wouldn't change the way you are 
and I can see your hollow dreams are the reason for your greed 
they are all the same - always dying to attain success and wealthiness 
behind closed doors 
we all are fighting so hard to make you see 
that we all want more than your superficial dreams 
we are most mysterious creatures to kill for what we believe 
we all want more 
so wrap your arms around me tight 
I know its hard for you to hear 
but failure is a just part of life - is harder than it seems 
cause if we were meant to fly, why are wings so hard to come by 
so close the door 
we all are fighting so hard to make you see 
that we all want more than your superficial dreams 
we are most mysterious creatures to kill for what we believe 
we all want more 
left behind, life is so unkind 
why even try?