End Game

The deeper the cuts the more alive we feel Re-enact the trauma of a world where all lies are alike Honestly, the war inside has won As I remember the deeds... You will remember my name These lies are forming my nation This hate's much older than time

Like paint on canvas, brought to life. Like each swipe of brush look through my eyes, and see in my heart flooded with light. My existence is art. The starry skied night. A gift of pieces, puzzled forever. A part of something better. Put me together,

I stayed up all night with my phone right beside me I'm waiting but you'll never call And I communicate and know when I relate It's like we're not together at all I stayed up all night and I stared at the ceiling I wonder where we went wrong It's lik