Is it clear
The future I mean
To me I see nothing
But everyone else see something
Kids
Husbands or wives
Good jobs
But all I see is darkness
Left to fucking rumor
Let my brain run through the darkness
Like a chicken with no head
I break down at the sound of future
Just knowing there isn't one for me
Made to rot in hell
Burning my skin
Leaving no trace but a gravestone
And a rotting coffin
Now you go shine and I'll stay in the darkness.
