Killer Fatigue

If you could see it, you’d know, that there’s nothing here but turbulence.
To see it would show all you know to be ill influenced,
Believe it could grow to a pattern that is lacking all scope.

Yes you received it in votes; they knew not of your incompetence,
Your competence flowed, like an ancient robe in ancient Greece.
You knew not to show, yes you knew what not to show.

-But if you see through a glass heart, is that a good start?

-But if you see through a glass heart, is that a good start?

Time has not proved, that there’s painlessness in ignorance
To coin it in 2 vein fractions would not make much sense
If timeless is loose, let me loose, but let me not lose the love we used.

Could be assigned to the fact, that you’re back but don’t know where you’re at.
If I’d let you in, could we still record each other’s sins, as pacts from within.
Would we spin and head off into routes we both should choose?

-But if you see through a glass heart, is that a good start?

-But if you see through a glass heart, is that a good start?

Killer fatigue in your lips as you talk,

And the words, they go trailing to parts we don’t walk to,

I'm too far in front to position myself back,

And back then I never knew hearts could make impact.

Killer fatigue in your lips as you talk,
And the words, they go trailing to parts we don’t walk to,
I'm too far in front to position myself back,
And back then I never knew hearts could make impact.