Entropica

We are the poison to the antidote that’s killing us, the question to the answer
Demeaning us with empty morals, detached from reality they tell us what’s real
How could you take
My life is gone
And I don’t know why
You’re on your own now
Find you dead
We felt sick as we walked out of the room, to nest in filth and howl at the moon
Hollow well-groomed failures outside of prison bar mansions that made the
earth’s skin crawl
How could you take
My life is gone
And I don’t know why
You’re on your own now
Find you dead
There is no time to rest and heal our wounds
Black wind talker and singer of songs…
How could you take
My life is gone
And I don’t know why
You’re on your own now
Find you dead
We felt sick as we walked out of the room, to nest in filth and howl at the moon
No good words could find his tongue that day