Cancerous

Cancerous, they rot you Their life outside consumes Cancerous, they push you Everything they have is brief Fleeting dreams of what could be All the lost belief They wait, but its all too late Cancerous, they all knew They dreams they sold, are gone We need to be alone We need to feel at home Separate the parts, pieces I long forgot Seasons come and seasons go and push us far away Away from view They say; "I want out" They say; "I want out" They say; "I want out of view, I want out" Here I need, peace