Theater of Illusion
Half of you is there to stay
The other half has fallen away
You grew tired and hid in your skin like a splinter
Just how the bears vanish from the cold and harsh winter
And it wasn't until you stopped loving before you evolved
It was gone for so long and the problems couldn't be resolved
The elements of your mind dissolve into shapeless time
The features of your face collapse into a numbed place
And you know in the back of your head that she’ll never understand
The nightmares that you’re constantly awake through
The cravings that dominate, that take you
To this ineluctable theater of illusion
The beginning ablaze of your own preclusion
She’ll never understand the deception of this theater
She’ll never see your loving perception of her either
A ghost seeps through your seams and creeps through your dreams
And you can’t help but to think of this inferior idea
That if black water flooded the inside of your flask
You could live forever as a ghost wearing a mask
And you can’t help but yearn for this inferior idea
That if black water corrupted your every single task
You could die forever as a ghost wearing a mask
Remaining in the audience at the theater of illusion
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