Beyond The End/Odyssey

No thoughts except that it's cruel It's beautiful and it's true Bleeding feels good I'm alive, I am cool Forget all the smiles you've tried No sun in the sky, no light behind your eyes But there's green There's a god in me Behind the glass that I can break And I can hurt the face but not the Memories, experience Motherfuckers, gentlemen 2010's I loved you all beyond the end I just love it all beyond the end Lightning, red It's not dead It's sleeping in a tower Waiting for true love's kiss It is sleeping in a flower Stronger by the hour It's called medicine I just love it all beyond the end Lightning, red I'm not dead Don't let me forget That I love it all beyond the end Don't let me forget I can hurt the face, but not the I can hurt the face, but not the Resemblance, resilience Me You just woke up on yesterday's clothes You don't brush your teeth You have lunch standing in the kitchen and it kinda tastes like shit You don't care enough to cook something better You just have to keep yourself standing for the rest of the day You don't care enough to tell yourself you're gonna quit Instead you just tell yourself that you like it So punk rock, you're never gonna stop You're gonna study music and become a rock slash popstar If not, you'll die Then you'll move back and she'll buy the house across the street (That house is taken now) You'll build a studio and grow a maze/garden You'll never be whole but you'll be happy (I had a garden I couldn't get lost in but I had to leave anyway) You'll adopt some kids and have a flat in London together Sometimes you're married, sometimes you're not But if you can't hold on 'till then Or she thinks she's pregnant again You'll tell your moms to fuck off You'll flee the country in the back of truck Full of drugs, obviously You'll grow weed in endless fields High all the time, still better parents than ours Sounds peaceful but it wouldn't be enough I'd still try to please the crowds anyway, I couldn't keep your love I'd never tie you down the way you tried to do with me I'm still looking too close to see anything But we couldn't be farther apart, could we? Honestly these days I think I would risk everything But you were never coming with me I'm sorry, I took your shoes You're taking the bus downtown now That's the moment you most fantasize about the crowds The good songs are yours, but you'd change some lines These people see you everyday and often stare out of the corner of their eyes Sometimes you get anxious and think that they hate you, you're probably right 'Cause fuck this city Then you remember you're still the hippest thing and you'll never gonna quit You're late but you might skip class Sit on the steps and try to forget everything you know Because you're young but too smart for your own good You know it's all wrong You learn some new things and they break you But you know they're also wrong You do your make up Share a joint with some strangers you study with That you're studying lately, that you're sleeping on No one's skipping class today You'll just study high, I guess You hope the teacher won't notice you just had a cigarette by the school gates But you all smell like grass, you act like you're mostly dead And your eyes shine red like the traffic light outside She knows it's a bad sign, but the State made her too tired to care You answer all the questions and they're at least mostly right But you're still bad at math so you'll never make it in real life You write and you write and her and the lines Are the only things keeping you alive She's not a goddess, untouchable and flawless but she's your friend Or so you thought And you two never notice just how precious that is Until it's too late and when you talk your voices are no longer soft I think you fantasize about some people but I don't remember much All you wrote were reflections in the water Where they'd admire themselves and each other But none of that is true, the ones that held power over you were always so pathetic And you see that now like you'll see it in a couple years when you look back I talk like you're someone else to force myself to be empathetic And after class You're a little green fairy, you're dropping the cap You fall through the rim and find yourself trapped You reach the bottom of a bottle and the deep end again The little truth you still hold shines through the glass Suddenly you're a darling starlet and you love your friends Except they're capping the bottle behind your back The ones you worship get a glimpse of the god you could be If you weren't tied down and dying in this city You hold your liquor cause you're good at having a problem No one I know has the guts to say alcoholic You often fall and get hurt and you rarely throw up But you always crawl back to the bus stop alone You'd stumble out of the bus, walk home slow and have too much for dinner You'd sit next to your mom and try to act sober but you're miles away You did that, and every time you two meet you don't regret it "At least I'm mostly free", you say Right now, her arms are chains around me But this isn't about me So you go to your room and try to surround yourself with other voices So you drown out the sound of the waves in your head Some things you can talk about now but most you still can't The more you hear people you respect, the more you let out The more your own voice makes sense