Senses Tied

Riddled by the trappings of words that makes the edges blur Here on the outskirts of sincerity and pride Stretched as far as words can reach by the lure of higher meaning There's something out there lost behind the power lines It's all the same to me Lost all faith in promises and deadlines closing in Tired of deciphering the wayward strands of truth I don't care cause I can't feel I don't know anymore Sure we've had a good run with vowels, nouns and letters But within it's very nature the ability to distort There's nothing in the words I hear that makes me want to take a stand It has gone on far too long I chose to disengage The ends of our conditioniong to swallow, take and like it Rather keep me in the dark than look me in the eye It's all these same things pulling us down To senses gone I cheer It's all these same things making us blind There's nothing here for me Hear it coming heading for you now I can't even stand the tone of arrogance and denial on display Here you are listless, left for deaf Thinking about what standards we set in times of weary tongues And ears that hear no end to it Unwilling of unable the difference left for times judgement It passes on from wicked mouths as victim takes on another role New bold oppressor our teacher's product now stands tall