you opened pandora's box you fucked with the balance of the world you dissolved into your evils undone you lied to yourself & me you tried to be curious you pride within being found you tied a noose for others to play with every step you took only sank you further
you were useless, purposeless, nothing you thought hair deodarant meant a new day you believed that the truth was found in lies you wanted to give up that badly you haunted within yourself you taunted the war with rifles you exhausted your ammo to the point of mutiny
i wanted us to grow i wanted us to know that zeroes could be turned into infinities there is no mathematical equation for that answer the only answer could be found within your past the origins of your errors the only real way to cope with these tragedies the only thing left in pandora's box was hope
