1977

Look into the very eyes that you created
Wrong time wasn't it?
Nonetheless you still placed me here
It seems history repeats within one's lineage

At the age of 20 you lost the one that made you feel all kinds of pain & joy
I don't have to speak for you to understand
That we both don't deserve the best
We yearn for the struggle

Always an uphill battle
Brown eyes, you understand
We're the same
No person can fill this bottomless pit of satisfaction
Only you
Only I
Only our very own success can feed this ravenous monster

Let the acidic tears roll
Let the heart aches f**k us up
Let the guilty nights of pleasure come
I'll live for my own individuality till the day I die