love is a lie
something i wouldn't try more then twice
for the heart can take the hit but not the force
so i object to your faux reality
of lustful loves and weak affairs
and watch it aside from my mind
with bloodshot eyes, like a cracked and fuzzy screen,
black and white with ancient ideals
of materialistic, plastic rituals
and then ... look !
a splash of red
Technicolor's never looked so perfect
so let your cannibalistic heart
seduce the lowly into the mouth of the beast
laughing with your herd at the ones who dare reject your invitations
the ones that run
the ones that hide
those, not unlike i,
who will could not be fooled forever