in the tradition of betrayal

i could be wasting all my time. this lecture falls on deaf ears. the repetition accents the rhythms in my head. conversation's over. inside you can't wait for them to notice that you're not around. and I think I should have tried to find you, but you're not around. i could be wasting all my time. this lecture falls on deaf ears. the repetition accents the rhythms in my head. conversation's over. anthem angels sing "end this tonight". open wrists again. bound before digging in. senseless acts between two sets of broken friends. twisted ends. act up. played out. loveless life you lead. you're washed up. dead now. top that. freak out. tell your friends again. untold but untrue. this letter's read with nothing new. translate this code and note that our future is fiction again.