Souls to Statistics (Unfinished)

I'm terrified I lose my mind when I see you broken I close my eyes There's a parasite In the air My mind can't stay open For more than a moment or two Back at it and you're knowing that you're done for Peaked around the corner so it goes on your fun tour Making each stop a little check mark please The moment is assuming that is ain't big tease But you're spinning in the sand Backing up the band Low and so you spend every moment in the can And your face is on the asphalt Never taking fault But really think about the motives that you have when your mouth talks Really you're the one making silence in the crowd When the pied piper asks to make a scene with a sound You still keep quite because your hearts is long past Any moment that you had, is now formed into a task I'm terrified I lose my mind when I see you broken I close my eyes There's a parasite In the air My mind can't stay open For more than a moment or two I'm underwhelming, but just tell me what you're so afraid of I'm afraid of leaving life unfinished Go to sleep. never wake, turning souls into statistics Afraid of friendship never coming back to life Watching time tear us away and we're never asking why Afraid of moving on, off to bigger better things When I'm happy where I am, even if it's just a phase Afraid of gaining trust just to lose it all again Relating to the circles painted all across my face So I'm hopeless, but I'm comfortable here Try to find the poetry in being open with fear Because having life with a purpose is subjective all the same When I'm down and feeling out my moral aids a blank page I'm terrified I lose my mind when I see you broken I close my eyes There's a parasite In the air My mind can't stay open For more than a moment or two I'm underwhelming, but just tell me what you're so afraid of I'm fixing my pride