trance
juliana theory, the
without a sound. i see you kind all around and
you're all one in the same. you suck the light
with merely a glance. you are the slave of a clone
of a petrified fool on a throne
so shame on you. you're in a trance
you're not the same. you're in a trance
and you can feel us stalking
we're patience and thorough. you'll never see us let go. you suck the life
with all that you do. they are naive are driven to find their own identity. you strip the joy
you are the fashion of now
and the sickened flavor of cool. so shame on you. you're in a trance
you're not the same. you're in a trance
and you can feel us stalking
we're patience and thorough. you'll never see us let go
we'll tear your heart right out of your chest: you're already dead. you can surrender
or savor the scent of your old victories. we'll steal the fire out of your eyes
we are the thorn in your side
and the bullet to blow you apart