For Everything - The Murder Capital

I am a blissless star, corroded through the core

The very many, no, I’m dodgin' holes

There’s nothin' left in store, for

I am a weightless diver, terrified and free

The possibility of symphony within my tragedy seen

I am the underworld, the one you want to leave

A frail democracy, benign treaty, couragously foreseen, dreamed

Delusion lines the walls, the ceilings and the floor

We’ll lay the carpet out, invade with doubt

This territory needs more

Not at all

Not for everything

It’s not for everything at all

Not for everyone

It’s not for anyone at all

Not for everything

It’s not for everything at all

Not for anyone at all

It’s for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, it’s for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, it’s for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything, it’s for nothing

For everything, for nothing

For everything we have