door opens into a dream of moral decay where identity is lost in a state of mind you walk blindly through a search for truth led by a lie now armani suit drenched in blood slowly walking through a naked field resting eyes on branches bearing broken glass, reflection of a black frame on wheels driving into nothing a closer look reveals a face with empty eyes take a step inside the burning victims tears are grabbing at your heels intrigue in disguise they ask for tolerance but i see failure this room looks so familiar, the light wraps around me piercing my morning eyes five minutes for the paper, the scent of tobacco puts my mind at ease, as i step back into the american dream led by a lie now
