I’m in the movies, I’m on the TV screen
I smell the roses, I smell the roses black
I find it hard to think that I am safe anymore
I find it hard to think that I am brave anymore
My life exists within a field that wilts when I’m alone
I find it hard to think that I am ever going home
Now I am hiding, now I am far away
You take my picture I don’t appear in frame
You’re everlasting, I am a dying scene
You’re my revival, we’re ends that just won’t meet
I smell the roses, they are of poison seed
I am a glutton, I am the lustful greed
Envious slothman, proud of his dying creed
Wrath of the rapture, wrap me in toxic breed
I find it hard to think that I am safe anymore
I find it hard to think that I am brave anymore
My life exists within a field that wilts when I’m alone
I find it hard to think that I am ever going home
I am immobile, I’m always falling down
You cannot fix me, I am unhealthy now
This is the hard part, this is admission time
I remain breathless, speechless, and out of sight
Sigh when you need me, breathe if I’m not the one
Yes you can hurt me, I’m not the flaring gun
Useless and babied crying out in my sleep
You are the future, I am the past at least
I’m not in trouble, I’m just a slinky thing
You are a building, I am the flat concrete
Holding you up but still getting stepped upon
Sleep when I ask you, die when I’ve finally gone
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