Crimson from geronimostilton by geronimostilton

Sing away the shame
Make the end a game
Exorcise the feeling until all the world has crashed around me
It's not abstract
It's everywhere but me

A hollow gesture towards myself, cuz good intentions are not enough
A statement of fear does nothing to heal
The inevitable wounds in question

Sing away the shame
Make the end a game
Exorcise the feeling until all the world has crashed around me
A hollow gesture towards myself
Cuz good intentions are not enough
A statement of rage redirects the blame
A false sense of knowing that at least I tried
And what of all my morals and beliefs?
How easy they are lost in self-defeat
Comfort makes for apathy and blind eyes towards synthetic demise
So dress me up to attend a ball
Ignore the light streaming on the hall
One by one the dancers die as the walls start to fall
Crimson comes to claim us all

I'll keep singing til the end
Until then I won't comprehend

• Punk
• hardcore
• skramz
• Massachusetts