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letra de pathos - son anthony

it’s the sheep in wolfs clothing pretending my hoofs are toes
to feel more human or more hunter whichever will get me closer to the total goal i’m frightened by
but still i will cross over any bridge then burn it down and use it’s ashes for eyeliner
wine gl-ss filled up nicely by some sidewinder venom
that will warm me from inside and make me more or less attentive
we won’t be young forever so it’s best we go outside and
bring our dreams and fears to life to experience what we were kept from
forget it. accepted that i’ll never reach perfection
evidence suggests that i should quit before attempts succ-mb
to lower depths that corresponds with pathetic
a quarter of my life p-ssed and left me yearning for affection
step up. all hail the holy facade
that free will is life’s basis when really its not
there are only skies above us so there’s no reason to hide away
the side of you that modifies your silent crying state
equidistant from the starting line and even starting over
makes it harder to decide to get it going or surrender
put that dichotomy into your pipe and smoke it
the weight upon that strain can make it way more potent
the train is here. come and step inside it
your destination estimates your time of arrival
every trip is different. as long as you didn’t miss it
when they come to claim your ticket you’ll make it a day to reminisce
fast forward to a time where you’re rewarded
bask in how it feels then chase that high like you snort it
like by how i have a thought, write it down, then go record it
and piecing the traits together through poetry is beyond euphoric

we don’t remember being born, just being
so why should we fear dying when we’ve underwent the feeling?
the nothingness, the freedom and everything in between them
has some parties mourning losses while others say carpe diem
this a requiem for all the fallen angels
those misunderstood or misguided by who raised them
this life’s a trial of our so called free existence
perceiving people as heathens that lead a hedonistic living
if santa had some other lists, i’d bet i’m on the one
that systematizes only the stubborn kids who want nothing from him
but want something of a very similar essence
that means a whole lot more than materialistic presents
as of now i throw myself at the courts
do what you will to i but keep in mind that ideas don’t die
when someone falls off balance then the pyramid collapses
we are all we’ve got so inward-looking will be hazardous

my wings are like beelzebub’s. they’re tattered but keep me above
the sea of suffering where you can see some hands reach out of the water
thats washing over the heads that held thoughts of if you work hard then you’ll have your existence is guarded
prepare to have your boat capsized by reality
the laws of life and fate ignore the presence of legality
i should stop now and have you find out for yourself
for i am running the risk of incriminating myself to death
optimism is just not in the cards
and my pragmatic caliber is one to bite your thumb at
stab me with a thumb tack and then hang me on the wall
for you to spend the whole day maniacally throwing darts at
being miserable is idiosyncratic with my day to day mechanics
where the surface seems happy
what hides behind the smile is constant critical thinking
on whether we really matter or is life worth living
don’t be mistaken, this is meant to be pathos
it’s meant to break you down to let introspection take over
you can take this script and interpret it how you see fit
for this pathos is amanuensis to sadness
introductory madness. reluctance comes with it
after accepting theres nothing about you worth remembering
now i’m left with my head in my hands
after i’ve welcomed into my life an understanding

- son anthony

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