The same criminal that framed visuals from the very same brain that tamed flame he's live from the desert once again to park that match again my friend well this dint has left us incapacitated deliberately interpreteded in the wrong but we've made it we've made so tell m whose tired of the sleepless nights we've staring at the wall till it tears you eyes tell whose tire of playing up laying down tucking in and dosing off he slowly molds to take my form and he's shown us the path direction pointless in his light just shine how glorious meals left for us just to learn not to bite the hand that feeds you your stomachs full the glutton has been killed on command the pills the fills the drinking the tunnel my vision the thrill of catching every other red light right for you wrong for me whose to say this time will decide now i slowly crawl myself outside that lions den are there anymore of us to tame you feed you the bring you back to Bed sleep solemnly in that blinking keeps us calm through this if the sun turned to coal and the rain was like blood what would you do if that was whats happening lately