Frequencies

Frequencies

By Shaire Blythe

Monday,  December 19, 2016

Lets take a look and really see

We're not on the same frequency, though you pretend to be

Words don’t mean a damn thing, try a little action

Fake ones keep coming, look past them

Devils are always so damn attractive

Save that attraction

All about that artificial action

Maybe people can really change, but I'm starting to doubt that

Take heed to what the past says about them

And that's real

Living in a fucked up world
I don't care to fuck with you

I know the limits to what I can and can't do

Starting to see exactly what it is that they do

I can't even…

Dragging me to the depths with you

I'm not going, not this time

You're always out to control minds

Show 'em that high life, and it will feel so right, There's no denying

But when you're caught up, only coldness in your eyes

I am not surprised

You know nothing about real

It all comes back to your benefit, selfishness

If the wind blows, you'll be gone again

Take pure souls and turn them dark and desperate

Only the blinded can't see it,

Only the wicked would be down to play

Some other day, all will know what's real