Vocal

Falling then rising to take something and throw it away.
Recognizing everyones face and personality within a lash.
So boring so empty not being able to rip the common world into pieces.
What sound would you hear when its praying for mercy?

Well I know what its like to be the one always falling and rising its like sleeping forever.
Speaking of angels and demons is a outdated past bedtime story.
Warnings are overrated when the truth walks its own way.

Don't you just feel like breathing toxicity after having to listen to people trying to give advice even if you never asked them a damn thing.
Relationships can be explained in so many lies why would anyone want to listen?
Why mourn? Why feel? Why not see the unexpected and show it it's own stressful surprise.
She and he wont help you to understand its so pointless.

Just let your own voice disappear and let it corrupt into somewhere far away from near.
Isle of the hardest hair hiding above scalp of its bald intrusion that had so much to say.
I'm so tired so bored of insults of child's play in all their reasons of abuse.
Their vocal cords are so unappreciated how the world could be so much more interesting if the righteous one was heard.