Darkening Trends

It's hard to be Incomplete With everybody showing you what's left to find In solemn daze Scrolling time It's sometimes brighter when the Sun don't shine This darkening trend These so-called friends Is there meaning? Is there meaning if the means don't end? And should we sell them our sole intent? What's it worth if that's all we have left? Wouldn't you like to scream "Why don't you all just open your eyes?" But, I guess it's no surprise the deaf are blind This darkening trend These so-called friends Is there meaning? Is there meaning if the means don't end? It's hard to find Sometimes So let's throw away the keys To every place we hide And stand out in the open Having lived before we died Let's tear apart our skin And show our blood is unified Let it fly into the Oceans Let it flood into the sky To prove this place is broken let's expose it's every lie In equal moratorium On "things are fine" On "things are fine" This darkening trend These so-called friends Is there meaning? Is there meaning if the means don't end? It's hard to find Sometimes