yet to be titled

the band, the song, none with a name.....yet

like a haze in the city
like wings on a dream
like a lady in a dress
like me, and everyone else

we see what is meant to be,
as birds are meant to fly,
like us, to one day die
but we still live to survive,

i see the lights,
but it's too bright,
i see the path,
but it's too far,

everything seems to be hard

leave me here in the dark,
i'll walk back to the start,
because we all are living in lies,

we're so pretentious,
and we deny,
we are....

like a pain,
that stays forever,
a hurting pleasure
we keep within
a colorless scene...

have we given,
everything x3