Morals by The Words We Use Lyrics

Guidelines seem like expectations when a legacy is at stake
Inhuman ways can titillate or corrupt the best of minds
I live to foresee

Memories are all that get me by

Are these images… are they just fabrications of my own mind?
Knowing tomorrow before it begins helps me feel deprived; far from alive
I don't know if I'm going crazy but anything and everything seems so vague and it's okay

Lust and loathing; these feelings you had
But I wasn't out to get you, I wasn't out to get you

One day I'll be telling you to open up your eyes, but for tonight

I spend my days longing for night
When darkness falls I long to thieve from myself and tear from my head
How is it that I see before things have happened?
Tell me what am I trapped in? I just want my passion
We paint a picture from inside our heads
White dirty canvas to the pages I know as:
My "security." I live not to inspire myself
I live not to grow old
We live for the moment; do not what we're told

Lust and loathing; these feelings you had
But I wasn't out to get you, I wasn't out to get you

One day I'll be telling you to open up your eyes, but for tonight…
You should sleep away the guilt and live your life

I can't believe that we've come this far
I thought everything we knew had fallen apart fallen

Had fallen apart…

I can't believe that we've come this far
I thought everything we knew had fallen apart
Had fallen…