Abyss

The cold, damp walls Of old abandoned malls Voices Like howling Screeching White glowing brake discs She's carrying In her purse A conflicting fear and wanting Of random violence Flinging herself head-first Into his malicious compliance You feel a fleeting moment Of being a child again, Like actually having parents Please hear her out At your very latest convenience Prime time Public deflowering ritual In front of eagerly gazing eyes She's "weak and feeble-minded" Thus must they judge her And change her course From here on out The bump bursts open and imaginary insects start scuttling around They scatter before you have a chance of getting a grip Fall Fall Fall Into the abyss Ban the word "BABY" from all songs You still don't know how big a role he's playing in your deterioration He keeps playing you Like a dusty, old, out-of-tune piano Remember Rules for thee Not for me He was always waving at you During summer time Through the window of the bedroom To be gross Or not to be anything To have but to never want She was a far better person than you So why May I ask Are you still alive While she's not? You're staring Mesmerized Into the the center of a sun flower Without ever knowing why You recognise only your own face In a vast sea of unsettled faces