My Perceptions

Born liquid, blind to everything before my first breath,

into loving arms until my sleepless rest

Or so I thought, my soul was robbed

Of perception of everything. But each death is a new beginning

In a world so skin-deep you can be forgiven for not caring

But how much will you loose before you catch on?

Put down your discretions and move on

No one cares about you your accomplishments or what you think

Your perceptions all and everything,

you can be alone and have nothing,

and still have everything

Perceptions only everything,

state of mind is what separates slaves from kings

But how much will you lose before you catch on?

Put down your discretions and move on

Who's to blame for your broken dreams?

I'm still waiting for that serrated kiss,

and when it comes it'll come quick

Embrace the pain as it rips;

kiss the snake on his fucking lips