simple

what the hell is happening
this isn't canon
the water under the pavement
draws in every thought everyone ever had of ending it all right now
it's so empty, it's so simple
the lack of existence
why can't anything be more appealing?
the weight of everything is settling
it's all been here so long
they take it all
they take it more
beyond a thought, careful doubt
graceful dwelling upon the things that pass
it's effortless to be subtle
you won't even know what this means
every book in every library has been searched
the word doesn't exist
you have your doubts, but they looked twice
careful planning breeds dissapointment
the only thing ever worth is carried away, a contaminated masterpiece
it's too chaotic, it's too poetic, it's too painful to say
they'll never know the cynicism this book holds
they refuse to read
they'll never know the truth
quickly now, you have to find it
you'll find them out there
waiting for the people like you
a field of grey
nothing is more appealing
don't tell me what to do i'll kill you if i have to