Regurgitate who I am with compared to who I have become,
A shadow of them ahead was never meant to be,
Silhouette in the foreground,
Masks over our faces,
We fondled keys in the bowl hoping to capture each other’s,
A secretive affair hidden within our own lies,
Simplistic but complicated,
If a mirror was taken to our world we would recognise it for our lies have twisted our reality into a vision that does not exist,
So take my hand and face this ending,
Dance the dance of suplification,
Remind the cells of a lost hope,
Dance until the cinder block fall off this world,
Dance until the dead drag us home,
Dance until…
