Cognitive Dissonance

We thought we were gods

Caught staring at the sun

Stolen by our own reflection

We've reached terminal desperation

 

How many times have I tried to kill you

I never wanted to bleed for two

Severing limbs before you reached my heart

I still have nothing left to lose

 

Culling all sane reasons

As the venom's emblazoned

Under my skin

Cognitive dissonance

Spreads through my mind

A tragedy I've always feared

But never believed in

 

We thought we were gods

Caught staring at the sun

Stolen by our own reflection

We've reached terminal desperation

 

Breathe

As you're grasping for air

Behind the vomit in your throat

Bleed

From the inside

For the whole world to see

 

You'll realize there's nothing left for you here

So pull out the knife and leave

Before we fall in misery

 

Culling all sane reasons

As the venom's emblazoned under my skin

Cognitive dissonance

Spreads through my mind

A tragedy I've always feared

But never believed in

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Pull Out The Knife

"terminal desperation' - yeah, liked that one as an image summing up the blood. - allets -