Always Under

No salvation can be found

the moments seem to have passed

I do not where to belong

I have stepped my last dance

too much of a good thing

Only leads me to the bad

Triangulate the hysteria

nothing will ever last

 

my sleep is a mind game

thrown at me like a rock

my heart still beating

ticking like a clock

the fear still resides in me

comatosed in fatal shock

my eyes remain blinded

held together by a lock

 

I am always under

the microscope of life

Hypocritcal concepts

burning through the night