Senses Tied

Riddled by the trappings of words that makes the edges blur

here on the outskirts of sincerity

and pride stretched as far as words can reach

by the lure of higher meaning

there's something out there

lost behind the power lines

It's all the same to me

Lost all faith in promises and deadlines closing in

tired of deciphering the wayward strands of truth

I don't care

'Cause I can't feel

I don't know anymore

Sure we've had a good run with vowels, nouns, and letters

but within its very nature the ability to distort

there's nothing in the words I hear that makes me want to take a stand

it has gone on for far too long

I chose to disengage the ends of our conditioning to swallow

take and like it

rather keep me in the dark

than look me in the eye

It's all the same things pulling us down to,

Senses gone I cheer,

It's all these same things making us blind

There's nothing here for me

Hear it coming

heading for you now

I can't even stand the tons of arrogance and denial on display

here you are listless, left for deaf

thinking about what standards we set in times of weary tongues

and ears that hear no end to it

unwilling or unable

the difference left for times judgment it passes on from wicked mouths

as victim takes on another role

new bold oppressor

our teacher's product now stands tall