never to be seen again by vampire zombie

There are lessons in defeat
But were dead from the waist down
We are sleeping on our feet
We stole the songs from birds in trees
Bought our time on easy street
Now our paths they never meet
We chose to court and flatter greed, ego disposability
I caught a glimpse, and its not me

dead from the waist down, catatonia

i thought i could accept you for who you are.
but then again, i never thought you were like this.

i am disappointed in you.
and i'm hate you. with much gusto.

of everyone, including "the previous one", i loathe you the most.

you disgust me, you make me want to walk away.
how can i bring myself to feel this way?

because you did.
you chose self-satisfaction over morals.
pleasure over pain
wrong over obvious right.



i just cannot bring myself to be near you, sorry.
and goodbye.