VERSE: D-CODE Mind in the abyss find the soul at its darkest Blind to life's bliss, this drags us down the farthest Twisted visions playing out right behind my sockets We are made of nothing, atoms at their oddest This is not an odd jest and I am not an artist The world has lost its luster, I can no longer progress Gravity is calling fall like the month of august Days I never saw, only heard them saying god bless O4 June 11, calling for a reverend I can see a climbing gossamer thread bridge up into heaven These thoughts I imagine were painful enough to end The everlasting cycles of this planet that seems so barren Tell me is it true, do the good die young? I wanted you to grow old and to see your sons Your daughter and our mother living life undone Breath in your lungs to sing your songs unsung Left my little brother on the Sunday of his birthday Damn that's a cold move, gone in the worst way Hindsight is 20/20 but this we could not foresee You were never a burden; do not be warped by worry When you lose a loved one it's like a part of yourself You can let it make you strong or put your heart on the shelf Cherish the time you have, take care of your health Cause you can take these memories but you cannot take this wealth HOOK: BLESS Sometimes pain Is like a blade stabbing my heart Back comes change, fill me with rage Before I start to turn another page I feel caged by my thoughts It's another day, and I'm led astray Just so you know before I run away I have prayed, cause I don't want to throw it all away Am I sane, or just losing it? I'm just saying, I can't escape that I'm actually on this train It's too late; man I don't want to take another second If you hate or dislike me, I won't say not a thing about what you might see It's not like me, to be fighting Is it likely, that I'm changing? Well maybe, or slightly VERSE: JACOB RUBNITZ You and I, were across the states patiently waiting to see each other again Cause you just detoxed; damn it was hot in South Carolina Until the cold shot, I'm glad that call didn't drop d**h can be promiscuous, I seek serenity But after this sh**, it seems that it was meant to be And I know mentally, that's just something to keep most sane But I go insane without facing the facts plain Anyways, that day, you had called me to say “Hey I'm sober now and I'm feeling the greatest of greats Feeling the grace of all grace.” God, I swear that my mind painted your face in that moment It was shining bright And that night, my heart light, soaring the heights Her wings were broken when the winds of d**h started blowing Six hours before, you were alive and clean But d**h chose to do its thing and put you to sleep At the bottom of a tele-pole, with your quilt of dirt, where the wind billows You took that left turn too quick Nick You took that left turn, you took it Damn it, did this really happen? Man, can I rewind this? The shock is blinding That truck did a damn good job putting you to sleep Right beside the street near the crossroads, where you and I fought the b**h of life You know? HOOK: BLESS VERSE: BLESS Friends are not what I call them Honestly, I think more of them To be safe from this horror, I couldn't recall a much better time or place for all this The grace of a king that's a queen It's important to me to remember times like these through the hardest of struggles Please, I'll remain sober Believe I can change the way that they think of fame Put a picture to your face, so the frame's closer Picture a perfect painting put up to a mirror Your reflection isn't near me, so it can't be any clearer Catching criticism, k** them all Fill the morgue with body bags They body blacks; we fire back with drive No denying that the devil's d**h is definitely darkening the dastardly And I'm the insane maniac, please People paint pictures placing pain & packs of chicks inside the brain instead of peace Plain and simple, if I change then they'll cease to know me If I'm obsolete, it'll show that I stand here beaten, bloody, battered, defeated There's no way they can see I'm slipping into this world My world is an f'ing trip, so they spin till they start to twirl And the sight of it makes me sick You see me begin to hurl a couple knives at my reflection You don't know how it feels to have your blood wish your d**h Perpetuating the situation of feeling stressed Planning perfect places for me to escape and get some rest Hali & Vale said change, as long as you'll be real Oh yeah, this is my world, so welcome to D r e a m v i l l e What's up? HOOK: BLESS