Ripples of sound, melodic tunes, my head in bloom,
Prime time for apple rinds with a calloused shine,
Late all the same, everyday, seems to be misery,
Words that could of course lead to another choice,
Speech creeped to a steep leap and beveled the teeth,
Sharp tongue with spear-headed lungs of vocal shuns.

Treat me, today, please, I would love to see, this disease.

Picked and stung, beehive hung, dropped a ton, son,
Thanks father, for all of this, shame and bliss, cheapness,

Trip the line and check the time, all in a night,
Seconds tick and minutes hit, hours pass and slip,
Where are you, where were you, what did you need to do?
Everyday, all the same, like Nine Inch Nails sang,
'I believe I can see the future,' I recall a blister,
Like a calendar of thoughts, a reminder of the lost,

Treat me, today, please, I would love to see, this disease.

Picked and stung, beehive hung, dropped a ton, son,
Thanks father, for all of this, shame and bliss, cheapness,

Thanks for this hate, all of this coursing through my veins!
Thanks for this shame, I'll be able to remember it everyday!

Thanks for sending your regards, even if you were too far,
Thanks for the shards of heart you sent me from another part,
Thanks for the games you played even if it wasn't what you intended,
Thanks for reminding me that I am still human...

I like it

Great lyrics Fear

very cool

Fear- nicely done

Thanks everyone, as always your comments are much appreciated.

Dig it, Fear.

Especially the first half. Very well done, friend.

Cheers, plastic! Always appreciated, friend.