No Poetic Device
by AFI· from Black Sails in the Sunset
I've been dreaming. I was dreaming I was lucid.
Blood was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe it was all my own decision?
Cracked faces and medicated smiles.
Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in.
For every needle open my chest and insert ten pins.
I just anticipate what awaits when I awake...break.
I die in my daydreams.
The gardens have all been overgrown.
I pushed my hand throught the thorns just to crush the final rose.
A deadly secret only I suffer to know.
I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake...break.
I die in my daydreams.