A Secondary View

You continue to suck up all your mistakes
While I continue to fuck up all my decisions
I continue to disown all my breaks
While you just don’t recognize your visions

Piercing blue skies and a knife to kill
Favored eyes and a price to bill
It is not their choice
It is not their food
And I must live with the consequences

The dull, low hum of the outside world
Keeps you deafened from all the true lies
Let all your plans be unfurled
As your victims run to their own demise

Piercing blue skies and a knife to kill
Favored eyes and a price to bill
It is not their choice
It is not their food
And I must live with the consequences

Death
All the fun of a lazy life
Without all the pain
Suicide
All the fun of a boring life
But with a large finale

Piercing blue skies and a knife to kill
Favored eyes and a price to bill
It is not their choice
It is not their food
And I must live with the consequences