chain reaction

"maybe if i spray wd 40 on my heart, the doors will open without noise"

 the sound of distractions flood the crowded streets of the city in my mind

I've lost nearly all concept of time

Days turn to months and months turn to years

I close my eyes and I'm face to face with my fears

Am I a facade, or just so lost in my head

I follow my heart and look where I've been led

to a land full of of machines

eager to be fed

where a man almost convinced me

that we are already dead

"it's all for you!" He told me with truth in his eyes

in the heart of a city, that's just living a lie

But I won't live a lie, I'd rather die.