2009-07-17
Enter The Unapproachables
You donæ° speak not a single word Canæ° correlate a single thing youæ³e heard You just erase all the things weæ³e said With a mask of disapproval And itæ¯ always about you Convinced yourself thereæ¯ better things to do Like building a wall You double up at the thought of fun Youæ®e not concerned about anyone Youæ®e alone when the sun goes down Like a cold, forsaken shadow And youæ®e trapped inside yourself Nothing can reach you Nobody matters anyway Youæ®e looking outside For purpose and piece of mind And you may never find Youæ£l never find freedom