skid row
down from underground
Building shrines to gods you'll never know praying for rian settling for snow Spinning out of times to beats impaired Do you know your name? Do you even care? Can you live your life staring at the lights naked on the ice? If it comes too fast, will you get it back when it all goes black? Down Goin' down. Goin' down from Down from underground. Icons that you hail are all mechanical. feeling the pull lost in the fold Digging through a hole os discontent What did you learn? or did you forget? And just what should real life be? Why don't you show me the fiction of reality? This so called life that I see and just what real life should be can't be what you have shown me.