We Made It

Numbers Umbridge conscious Ghost town my apartments Cadance of a corpse walking I'm a zombie after all And it's harder when we fall then you would think Just breathe Living to die and Dying to live So color me what you want Am I a loan Am I Cuz their showing more interest in my life than their own Sometimes I just want to be alone But bodies made of bodies Making bodies is all I've ever known Crowd killing I'm standing in it alone Moshed pittance from words I never wanted to own It's the admitted incentives that our sadistic Panes painted with images pained and belligerent I might seemed odd and isolated Imitating the moment Captured in perfect painting Solace and closure have cometh Becoming more and more abundant Between the beloved barriers I built Blockading the haze of intrusive moments Mutter as the motor skills degrade And motherfuckers fade away Let's ease the pain I'm only troubled on the social scene But clean on the break Chipped shoulders grow older I'm over with this decay May the I in team exist in the state Of my descent I can test your town center with the flag half ripped In a stiff stance Hoping that will entrance your disdain And quick sand will sink this romance Cuz I love to flip the finger and Receive the same appreciation In the form of degradation to my name I mean I couldn't give a f*ck of the glass is half full It's empty once you bat your lashes I'm an asshole Sometimes I just want to be alone Want to be alone Want to be alone But bodies Bodies Made of bodies Made of bodies Making bodies is all I've ever known All I've ever known A loan Bodies Bodies Bodies Bodies