Distraction

Uncertain measures Abandoned pleasures They tell us what we should feel I've tried to refuse but I'm suffering on the inside Those dark corners of my mind have kept me quiet forever Forever Lost in a world full of bright colors Just disguised to hide the black and white Lost in a world full of bright colors Just disguised to hide the black and white I can feel the hands of time piercing my thoughts They say the seconds are artificially man made But the way they speak to me and tell me what to do Feels more real than most But the way they speak to me and tell me what to do Feels more real than most We owe it We will never get them back