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DIALOG ON THE 2
 01
Dialog On The 2
Turn back to it, they called it heresy and burned the books and
imprisoned
Innocents and buried the truth an argument for attack
I am stupid, I have a basic understanding of nothing
I have a simple way of dealing with problems, and human nature is
ever dissolving
We spin around in the unknown future, a constant race with fear of
failure
A sense of guilt for all that was taken, sucking away at these
beautiful things
Maintain an order of privilege, do they endanger your morals or
doubt you?
It's more significant than numbers, religious standing, eternal
apathy still equals inaction
02 Conversation With A Wasp
I’ve been close to living since I last loved you, now I wander
around aimlessly
Kill to make me happy, how could I make you, when the road home
seems so much faster?
Now you’re gone, I’m stuck in thoughts, take them away from me
please
Leave me all suspense, insisting on impossible charades
“See you sometime next week,” she said, but I can never wait
Impatiently trying to recover from my mistakes
Trying to calm my restlessness and destroying love in turn,
surrendering and close to nothing And I am home when I am far away
from this, fuck you fucking me
03 The Altruist
16 days have passed for the altruist, set back, held back by the
killer inside
He lives in his mind, the deviant side, she switches channels, we
never sleep
Impatience consumes the voices, we are hungry and we are sore, we
are sore
I’m still so fuckin’ angry with what was said and I hurt so bad
inside
Eternally troubled by insignificant fears, I want my life back, I
want my hope back
Those vacant promises and idiotic gestures, so why are we all so
mistrusted, I’m on your side
You fire only on viciousness, my devious little devil, sweetheart of
a friend
She let me rest my head, we held hands like innocents as we recalled
all our wasted time
Our twisted existence bitchin’ about you, bitchin’
So now someone new comes into your waiting arms
One more in a line of desperate and confused
Without protection and looking for a place to call home, I’m on your
side
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