FicWad

The children are screaming inside,
They are afraid.
Maybe there is a savoir, a hometown hero hiding in the shadows,
Go back to the docks, the water where we both met,
You'll find me there.

Earn your respect, look beneath the sheets.
Tear down your posters, knock down your walls,
Cut open your hallow heart, release the butterflies that were trapped.

Do you still believe in all the lies that you were told before?
Are you still rotten down to the core?
What about the rotten tree in the middle of the forest, standing alone,
Waiting for it's hero to come put its out of it misery.

All your memories are laid out on this white tie floor,
Pick up your mess, I need to get through,
The memories are getting trampled and ruined,
Have you lost your mind just yet?
Lost, tattered notebooks, a story scrawled out on the yellowing paper,
All of these lost, forgotten words,
How sad.

May I say this is pure pandemonium,
Your causing an uproar, keep down the racket,
My sanity level may be dropping now,
But lets cause a fucking riot.

Tear down your heroes, just cause they're gone,
Peeling paint and wallpaper torn, rotten floor.
Rip down the old faces, no ore to sing out to the crowd,
You said there is no time to mourn
Time for a new era, darker and complicated,
Discover my theories, read my thoughts.

I guess this is really the end of it all,
Burn the evidence, it's not for anyone to see.
There our memories, locked in our hearts with fire.

The children that we were, they're gone.
The memories we had, were forgotten. What bad memories they were.
The ghosts came back though, they came back to haunt.
The ghost brought back the memories, now were ships sinking in the sea.
Now throw me away, put me in the garbage, I'm nothing but dust, residing on your old books.
Give me one more chance Death, wipe away those memories, I'd love to forget.
Like you said, I'm nothing more than a invisible silhouette, full of regret.