A Synthetic Soul

A Way Out

If I'm tripping
and you're slipping
does that mean we're
going down together?

If I'm singing and you're screaming
in a dream.
Then we're a team.
Two lost souls with no where to go.

If I'm tripping and you're slipping
does that mean
we're going down together?

And if you're screaming
and I'm singing
in a dream.
Does that mean that we're a team?

Or are we just two lost souls
with no where,..
with no where
to go?

The flesh of my face
nothing's left
not a trace
of the child
not the name.
Something wild like a flame
burns emotionless
staring ba at me,
with cold and empty eyes.

And it told me
that what I'm looking for
does not exist.
Even though I'm only looking for a way out
of town.

So I stuck my hand in the sky!
It ripped open wide!
And I peered inside, the vortex slice
and they took pictures of
my red eyes!

The flesh of my face
nothing left, not a trace
of the child
not the name.
Something wild
like a flame
burns emotionless staring
back at me
with cold and empty eyes.

Then it told me, what I'm looking for
doesn't exist..,
it's never to be found.
Even though I'm only looking for a way out
of town.




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