Rose Quartz Tomb

Oh my god the walls are closing in, I'm close to sin, where you been Deep breaths count to 10, anxiety wins, paper bag I'm blowing in Mind is a prison, the warden grins, in my back the sword is in My key is the pen, I need a friend, one that doesn't betray me again Blood on my chin, sharks in the water, I can see their fins Where to begin? Ouroboros, start is the end, enter the void we're in Swimming for survival in amidst of all the libel and rivals Waiting on a revelation, 4 jockeys from the bible's arrival Tripping watching the sky fall, I finally opened my 3rd eyeball Staring in the eyes of a child I know my DNA is tribal Watching the environment collapse I feel I stabbed you in the back You grab my finger and laugh, I guess life is as simple as that Now days giving food to your family is a revolutionary act Community over competition is where the solution is at They got their boots and their packed, coming for the truth with an ax They don't need proof or facts, they won't leave with a root intact I won't be a host to your pain I won't cry if your relapse I see ghosts in the rain when will these lies collapse Society put a mask on you, you better rip it off Before the glue starts to harden and you forget who you are I see dead leaves falling like letters addressed to the ground Caressing the graves in the cemetery without making a sound Dear ghost I hope you read the leaves and whisper the wisdom in my ear Cause in this city I lost track of Nature trapped in this system of fear I'm just a parasite polluting and pillaging my paradise Playing craps with death with a loaded pair of dice I'm writing to myself as much as I am to you Cuz only when I'm drunk off this ink is when I can tell you the truth I held your hand by the willow tree it was hard to let go You screamed falsetto you were grabbed by the strings of Geppetto Every star is a silver bullet giving light to our werewolf hearts We both don't have the answers but this conversation is a start Under a tuxedo moon I watch the city blink and bloom It looks like a citrine carpet from this rose quartz tomb I walk down from the mesa in the periwinkle light Donating blood to mosquitoes waiting for that mountain lion to bite This town used to be host to fascists, the klan in the 20s Now they all run corporations and killed democracy with money Plexiglass faces, amidst racists, my soul I misplaced it Billion pounds of food cooked but not tasted, just wasted Saw an American bag blowing in the Wind I didn't think it was beautiful Just thought about more waste and pollution as usual I can smell the rusting shells of refineries listen to the iron sing Empty paychecks is what the miner Brings, black lung now the miner can't sing These syllables kill fascists, 187 on the cop in my mind Seek and you'll find a dead planet you're on now you can't rewind We gave the earth a fever, she's gonna kill us with her weather I'm sorry for talking about Depressing shit but it makes me feel better I don't wanna be cynical, I wanna be sincere I'm tired of irony, I'm looking for happiness in the mirror That's what he said before the last shot hit him There's a difference between life and living There's a difference between being nice and giving I'm not trying to save the world, you're not the one to blame I'm just trying to keep my soul maybe it's one in the same