Goats On A Boat - The Devil Wears Prada

Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family?

I return your glare, and my bones

Are chilled with some sort of sickening recipe of fear and anger

Day by day, time after time again, time after time again

You distort chronology, you foster of terror

Bury your diamonds, destroy your rubies

We are searching for security in tragedy

Take a look around and notice the black (tapestries) drowning our (walls of)

simplicity

We are the constant decay

Each note will disintegrate

Perched upon our towers, motionless and miserable ways

Here’s to a comfortable casket

How deceiving is the cemetery of motivation

I wish to write, I wish to write, I wish to write a conclusion