Rhythm Dies

friend swallow hard and breath deep blur the lines 
where rhythm dies. you can tell the lies that 
we've swallowed by the time it took to choke 
them down. the wrists have been slit and stiched 
and our conscience have been left hallowed. 
we've been brought up to be brought down 
and im not buying it. 
BLUR THE LINES WHERE RHYTHM DIES