FILL YOUR CUP

"fill your cup"


fill your cup, drink it slow
tip it back, let it flow,
sit,
and wallow,
in your throat
taste the emptiness
the self-righteousness
what should be your own contempt
grip your glass, i know it's hard
you can't stand the taste
it's bitter-sweet that you resent
unfortunate what it represents
bring forth the end of so many things
i took down the walls you kept me in
who knew opening up would be a sin
now it's over, the cup's bone dry
take from it, whatever you like
this is the end and it feels right
i refuse to regret
all my honesty has put me through..

PASSENGER

"Passenger"

this is a plea
to all that want to speak and think freely
extend yourself past what's in front of you
and see it to, there's life beyond these walls,
beyond the screens
((a generation built on apathy))

we swear we'll change the world
we watch it rot, we say we try
i can't stand by
and listen to the lies
i've seen enough
((i've had enough))

i won't be another passenger
i won't be another passenger
i won't be another passenger
i won't be another passenger

let's see it through
too many speak up then bite their tongues
sometimes the truth isn't what they'll want to hear
i say intimidation's run its course
fuck the violence, segregation and it's "cause"

why should i sit back and let fear rule my life?
who are they to dictate what i think, and feel?
the days of accepting, have been and gone
we've gone the wrong way, far too long

i won't be a passenger - the rest of my life

PARALYTIC

"lights and sounds"

you just do it to yourself

innocence, disconnected
will you ever know who you are?
caught in a maze, full of flashing lights
ego trips and dollar signs

submit yourself, to the sound
of a youthful choir going down
to the depths of all they know


it's becoming who you are, never real, torn apart
chase the ideal image, to find no comfort there


chemicals release, endorphins grow
weightlessness, unconsciousness
fever hits, "please, end this trip"
face first, hit the floor
you don't like this anymore
paralytic
everything's a blur
someone's dragging you through the door
lights
sounds
lights
sounds
there's no mistaking what's taken place
something so simple, pushed too far
but it's becoming all we are
an endless sea of wasted youth
too fucking scared to see the truth
what will it take for you to see the truth?