Have to keep my words close
Keep them safe and keep them succint
So much has changed
But I can’t tell just how thoroughly
Maybe this ice age
Is reaching its twilight
And we’re reading too far
Into the damage done
Maybe there is still hope
Maybe this is ridiculous
Expression is suicide
Admittance: sure death
Have to keep my words close
Keep them safe and keep them succinct
So much has changed
But I can’t tell just how thoroughly
Maybe this ice age
Is reaching its twilight
And we’re reading too far
Into the damage done
Granite to steel, familiar bookends
To this chronically distorted heightened perceptive state
I hate this hell
This is weakness
This is forfeit
Do it!
Oh fuckin' shit!
Maybe there is still hope
Maybe this is ridiculous
Expression is suicide
Admittance: sure death