I have conceptualised grief
I have personalised peace
I have internalised you
I have sacrificed me
I smile, you smile, we all smile; meanwhile
It might be nice to have something to lose
Don't you think the sky's turning
into a deeper shade of bruised?
Or is this a reflection?
Of an infection that got bored of me
And only with pain can we find perfection
And in perfection we find uncertainty
Because what's life with nothing in the red?
Don't ask me, this is all in my head
I have vocalised panic
I have stabilised tactics
I have idolised you
I have sterilised me
This old crossroad has begun to corrode
And I've heard that Rome wasn't built in a day
I've got to find my footing soon
Before it all crumbles away
Shake up the stillness
I've got to share this non-contagious illness
Who better than the wonderful A or B?
Dedication is a temporary guarantee
Because what's life with nothing in the red?
Don't ask me, this is all in my head.
These towering fortresses of opposition
Somehow I find myself standing between them
Just one brick's removal is all it takes
To watch what could be the greatest mistake
I have conceptualised grief
I have personalised peace
I have internalised you
I have sacrificed me
I have vocalised panic
I have stabilised tactics
I have idolised you
I have sterilised me
Because what's life with nothing in the red?
Don't tell me this all in my head.
credits
from Vultures,
released June 16, 2015
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