DO NOT CONFUSE DREAMS WITH DELUSIONS
THIS IS THE AGE OF DIEING DREAMS.
TO DAYS YOUTH AND ASPIRING GREATNESS
WORK BROILERS AND TAKE YOUR ORDER.
I AM A FONT OF WASTED POTENTIAL
A VESSEL OF DISAPPOINTMENT.
I WANT TO HIT ROCK BOTTOM
I WANT TO DIE THERE.
WHY DO I NEED THINGS TO BE HAPPY?
WHY DO I HAVE TO FIT YOUR MOLD?
WHY DO I HAVE TO CARE WHAT YOU THINK?
THIS IS THE GENERATION OF PAIN
THE THINGS WE GREW UP WANTING TO DO
IS DIEING OUT AND SPUTTERING AWAY
AS NEW THINGS WE DON'T UNDERSTAND
ARE NOW THE NEW ASPIRATION.
AND YOUR NOW BEHIND THE CURVE.
THIS IS AN AGE OF GENIUSES AND ADDICTS.
IF YOUR NOT ONE YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE THE OTHER.
IF I CAN'T INDULGE IN A REALITY THAT WORKS FOR ME
I MIGHT AS WELL DROWNED IN A FANTASY.
THE THINGS I LOVE WILL NOT SUSTAIN ME
TO SURVIVE I WILL BE REDUCED TO DOING SOMETHING
THAT SLOWLY EATS AWAY MY SOUL.
AND FOR WHAT? SO I CAN AFFORD TO DESTROY MYSELF.
