Proof of the pudding,
In the roots of the living...

Flicker off the lights;
Realize you'll never be whole again...

They've got my legacy all wrong.
I'm mis-represented...

Tears begin to accumulate like clouds,
Onto the crowds of this pathetic show...

Packing up my shirts,
The ones I wore to the party...

I didn't hang out with her one last time,
Because I didn't want to say goodbye...

Explain to me this dream;
An angel sits upon a stone wall...

Church Castles,
Succulent lands...

I've met a bald man named Hades,
Sucks a soul until its empty...

I don't take loses well,
Or a colossal swell...

I realize ill never get the pretty girls,
But that's cool...

Her wrinkles are starting to settle on her face
But she doesn't want it to show...