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Black
I got a to-do list of bad habits.
Spending money like I have it living in havoc just to create.
I can't afford to support my biggest influences, because you either live lavish or you wait.
Most only make enough to buy new paint for their next project, but what color best represents honest?
That is without yet absorbs all concept.
What artist absorbs every other artist and illustrates the obvious in a way that we haven't thought yet?
What artist can do no wrong or does wrong so well that it's convincingly right?
The youth is living through death by simply taking their time like it can't be taken away by a reaper who doesn't let us overpopulate.
She says, some get to go but some gotta stay at home.
For most people, hell is simply just being in one place.
For some, heaven is never having to show your face.
All the things we make just to hide behind getting high on our own supply makes art is no longer a needle in the hay, but a syringe in the needles.
Because everyone's got a point but they care so very little.
Originality junkies waiting for their chance to say something they're waiting for their names to be mentioned devising a plan to make themselves so important by doing absolutely as little as possible.
Taking advantage of the impressionable.
Impersonating a hero as if you understand what darkness that title holds, but I don't think you do.
Sadly, the truth is being without suffering is like being without parents.
What could guide a human more than pain?
What will sculpt a carving better than a blade?
All these rich kids are orphans with over-stimulated endorphins.
Strung out on their heroine mother and meth head father with enough money to ensure that you will never be poor enough to experience true happiness.
For some, it takes being deprived to feel alive. Others know the value of life without an attempt at death and I can't stress it enough
I'm stressed enough as it is.
So, I take my time like it can't be taken away.
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Don't tell me you're biting the bullets when all your problems are blank.
I swear that I used to have a mind that's full, but now my head just aches from these kids that are so colorful and quick to throw the shade.
When you're the only one to blame for forgetting that the world is not the past tense of whirl even if our lives seem stagnate.
If we had a perfect view of the planet through glass, could we look past our reflection to see it?
Or do we just see ourselves pretending to take the view in?
Acting like we give a shit for the sake of the viewership that's already sunken.
We are an audience in a submarine falling deeper into ocean water and calling it space.
We are a group of people with the same thoughts as our ancestors.
Still left with no answers.
Still left with no way.
Too clever to show that we have no idea what to do with the day.
So we wait for the night, because it's easier to plague tomorrow with the burden of sobriety.
Crossing our fingers that the sun is gone for good so we don't have to be. Drunk driving my own hearse in all white, because everyday I was alive I wore nothing but black.
Because black is the only thing that is honest.
It doesn't pretend to be something it isn't.
It doesn't desire.
It doesn't weep.
It doesn't exist.
and that's what makes it honest.
Because when you are nothing,
you can do no wrong.
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