#1
C4C

constructive criticism is welcome

Verse 1
You don’t have to know, you don’t have to choose
the forgotten years won’t take control
Don’t make it last, let me go
order me to break you free

Laugh in the face of the one
who missed out on all the fun
after the high times of your fortune
You’ll have a chance to taste my portion

Chorus:
all the excuses
for the uses
of our friction
won’t make up for my addiction

all the heroes
fear the mirrors
lost in deception
scared to see their own reflection

Verse2
These orange skies are so surreal
Egos raining through the ceiling
Protect us from our feelings
These bruises are not healing

The rain will wash away the stains
from the sheets of our conscience
and the shame will be locked away
In the dungeons of our silence