Delusion

I always wonder if there's something above our heads? drowning my eyes in the depths overlooking us but i can't wipe off the doubt it's bringing in who needs a reason to escape from the gallows? cause all the light i'm bathing in is fake i shall just keep it, shall keep it away from me i forged myself on what i've been living not on what i was supposed to feel. Because my life has been made for me to live it alone (alone) i just can't give another part of myself all i can get. yes all i can get is a fucking missing piece instead / OH now my conscious can't reach the surface there's nothing above us, no nothing above yet i'm left with my shoulders to hold on another dawn get me out of this mess that i'm in i can't find my place through the masses nor find a reason to search it I tore my mind to shreds, beating my heart to death to find peace in here. there's another part of my delusion cause my life has been made for me to live it alone you'll never give us anything so what can be shared between us? because i got nothing to give you should have known i got nothing to show you no hope, no sorrow, i just won't let you know. i always wonder if there's something above our heads? here in this time, i'm not counting on the faith but i can't wipe off the doubt it's bringing in for i can't see the walls when they collaspe on me. cause all the light i'm bathing in is fake i shall just keep it, shall keep it away from me i forged myself on what i've been living not on what they were supposed to bring i mean it's hard to live just like there's no meaning to it shit my throat is tied beneath this god damn truth. I've learned your fables, but to me, they're nothing more but a fucking trend. Your stories only bring the grief, an outburst when the thunder screams. Life brought the worst, but now this is just nothing less but the end of this all. a false story grows to numb the pain, reassuring me to not awake the hatred. OH PLEASE get me out of this mess that i'm in i can't find my place through the masses nor find a reason to search it I tore my mind to shreds, beating my heart to death to find peace in here. there's another part of my delusion i always wonder if there's something above our heads? here in this time i'm not counting on the faith because we're left with a rope upon our fucking neck so get ready to live in vain you know that i got nothing to show no faith, no hope, no home, no sorrow but i just, oh i just won't let you know