Placebo

I couldn't catch the best of both worlds. Maybe I shouldn't to begin with. They used to share a common denominator, and now I've lost my grips to both. I held on to the tip of the iceberg instead. As they're drifting away, they will tell you stories. Beautiful stories of promises and future, view of east coast leaves floating around like embers from burning trees in the winter. So beautiful that you'll never realize the catch they hold. Lies.

There is no innocence. We've grown and it's long gone. We were born with purity, before devil bent to take your hands, and naively we followed, until it comes a day when you can't recognize this feeling anymore. Devil of gold. And devil of your own self.

I am in a massive black hole from the explosion of your vengeance and hatred. I'm in need of a night with placebo. To sing me a lullaby in my veins and lie to me, to tell me things are gonna be alright, though life is in deep shit.

This is not where I belong,
So long,
To you who I once longed...