A Hallucinated trance
When I jus wanna dance.
Soft spoken lies
A mutated dream
Why pick a side
Break out and sing
Drop that beat fair king
They say what doesn’t kill you,
makes you stronger.
This false judgment is passed carelessly
Eating the minds of those called “strong”
What doesn’t kill us makes us angry
Its the family and friends that you hold on to
That’s what should be looked back on when death presents itself.
Love itself doesn’t exist
It is an illusion
Created to believe in being good for someone else.
It is a leader to economics as well as society.
A word in the dictionary
Yet corrupts so many lives
Dumbs so many intelligent brains
A must have though it’ll break you in half
So when the end comes close
Speak upon my behave,
Let me spend the rest of eternity
Inside your heart