Midas

Wasting away
Always caught up in my vanity
Unconcerned with the price I have to pay
I am consumed by it

It rips at my chest
Keeps me down and depress
Throwing stones in my house of glass

Bow before your king
Rein with tragedy

My lungs are filled with hot air
Despair
And coated in ignorant bliss
Along with the tar from my cigarettes
I’ve got nothing but time
And it’s filled with regret

This truth
Falling on deaf ears
You tried to make it clear That you don’t know
The rot that you sow

Wasting time
Your breath is overrated
I’m on fire
Feeling frustrated
Watch you burn
You’ll never learn
That actions have meaning
And say more than words

And I know I’m not alone
In my house made of glass

A king without his throne
This house of gold is not your home

Wasting time
Your breath is overrated
I’m on fire
Feeling frustrated
Watch you burn
You’ll never learn
That actions have meaning
And say more than words