Fix The Fan, TODD! Letra

scribbled miserably
he couldn't find himself
between the lines
coloring outside
his space left a mess
resembling himself
i can't go on like this
he dreams in penstrokes
he sees through paper visuals
of a broken being
left without a will
he wrote it
and it was thrown away
i'll forget what you said
because words
no longer hold meaning
days spent
looking through holes in the wall
the days spent
giving up on myself

chris:

there was once a reason for protection
but it's all a joke now
it's all a memory
you have ignored your own decisions
contrast couldn't be more clear
a hole of times waits for you now
wasting away
like long lost memories
patience has got me no where with your God awful lies
i fear for you because you can't see
instict should not be your decison
instinct
resistance