This still life   It looks like   Motion is gaining unexpectedly   One judgment   Will define   Recycled emotions   Underlined vindictively      Misplaced aggression and a half-hearted smile   Give regret a whole new meaning   Replace transition   With a full pound   Of style   To try and read   What's on   The ceiling      Living in fear of a future this rares denial.   Bringing back the dead   Infected affection   Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.   We're just left for dead      This still light.   It cooks bright   Showcasing your love   Unfiltered, so fair   These judgments   Create crimes.   Forcing the witness eyes   A blank stare      Revolting obsession   The other's denial   Push at the knees before kneeling   No definition   Not even worth wile   Apart from forgetting       Living in fear of a future this rares denial.   Bringing back the dead   Infected affection   Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.   We're just left for dead      Living in fear of a future this rares denial.   Bringing back the dead   Infected affection   Falling apart from the seams of your heart is this cycle.   We're just left for dead