Sweet conviction I live in premonition’s all given a final prescription for our hearts
Or a prophets inscription of caustic indifference incautiously written to the stars
the need for revolution’s rising though solution can be biting
but we’re just inviting dilution for our scars
It’s not getting across why nailed to a cross is the reason for change
We’re losing our faith and improving our pace glittered with tar
Shift seamless like you mean it love far beneath us
There is no reason why we’ve fallen this far
I can’t get across the extent that I am lost
Only meant that I might have forgot
To cry from bullet hearts shot
straight through my brain
Gun in my lungs shoot reason to numb
Turn to torment from boredom
So assured I’ll escape from
My most favorite game
Twisting my missed me spiral
Wear gloves to shove
Violently viral
BLAME
Submission Name: a point to the spiral?
