ETID song # 2

This is another song inspired by an Every Time I Die song but unlike the other one it is more of a response.

Boys shoot to thrill and  if we have put the act in action.

With the swine trussed up in their formal attire.

 Have we lost the moment that gives us the passion?

In no time we will lose what simplistic grace we once held only a semblance of.

The livestock are star stuck but no longer salivating after just a taste of blood.

God damned us animals we’ve been walking on eggshells for so long who needs to watch where they step.

The music has stopped playing and the lights have been out for so long the memory of the neon blubs is just a distant reminder of our down fall.

You were a secret that I couldn’t keep and now my guts lie so elegantly spread out on the floor.

The night has turned on us and the cold hand chokes us with its grip tightening ever more we’d scream out but secretly we are begging for more.

I have been struck but I stood my ground even though I was overwhelmed by the rush of the end of the world.

I’ve been in hell so long I have forgotten the ways of the Romans and my liver is no more from my shots at the bar.

Last call was just a remind that we are all still here.

Now all that is on my mind is the morning after and I am haunted by what transpired the night before.

If only I could be thoughtless like a incessant buzzing apparatus, I would be so disillusioned and lonely.

If it doesn’t get any better then I think I have lost my reason to run.

It is true that this was a rock and roll take over, I now live each day less then one at a time.

The mercy fucks are gone and now all I’m left with is blood and no one by my side.

I’m lost I don’t think I can remember passion or maybe I’ve just been caught in my denial.

Here at the end I could only ask for a lover with the prettiest eyes.