Aviary Garlands - Thread

Wasting doubt dwelled in me

Life slipped by wasted teens

Feeling small as I look around

Why can’t I cleanse myself?

Fall in, face it, feel it, pray

Weighted what you wanted me to be

Aviary garlands in me

One who wallows in vain

Are you real?

Do you feel?

Pain

Twirling leech, spinning down below

Wishing for the song to write

Leer at me, I can’t see

Am I wrong to be?

(Go)

Fall in, face it, feel it, pray

Weighted what you wanted me to be

Aviary garlands in me

One who wallows in vain

Are you real?

Do you feel?

Pain

Aviary garlands in me

One who wallows in vain

Are you real?

Do you feel?

Pain