Dry Run

It comes from all we’re giving
in seemingly endless supply
As signals cross defiantly
into this volatile mix we charge
and the stubborn mind repeats
the errors to challenge our grounds
either soar above or the detour takes you
right back down
to where no one wants to see
Misgivings in this starry nightlight
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That one will fall
to the haunts and horrors
There is nothing left, a mere shadow
when adrenaline runs dry
there is nothing there, empty prop
when adrenaline runs dry
It gets you deep down low
as they told you of the blazing heights
The stage from which the world is viewed
is the mirror to shatter the image
The crypt he kept for hiding
retreat from another attack
Painlessly forgiving
a refuge in deceptive black
It works within the system
and they won’t understand
a lesser known deceiver
will fool you even more
taunt the wasted, it’s all about nothing
oh what to squeeze within the span of attention
brought to ground, let the chaos pass
That one will fail
by the screams and terrors
There is nothing left, a mere shadow
when adrenaline runs dry
there is nothing there, empty prop
when adrenaline runs dry