stranger self

i've become a shadow amongst the shadows of your conscience, another fucking blood stain on these walls, oh i've been lost for too long within this garden of concrete, into this hell that your eyes have always been reflecting, you stand alone amongst the statues of these corridors, you're dwelling with a phantom between hell and home, oh i'm no one to you, a stranger that calls for the rain, i held on for nothing, you don't seem to see me, you don't even speak to me anymore, still thinking about just leaving and walking straight out the fucking door, a stranger, figment imaginated, detail in haze, a ghost without the face and. what, you ain't got no time for me now to be around, love you from a distance the second i left, you see me now, check, is that it, mad, it's aristocratic, glass inhabits, for the feeling it missed i'm shattered, fuck it our frequency never matched, i never felt so attached, in a black dormant heart i will react, and i ain't got no time for you to feel, time for you to heal, time for you to see me through, this could be us but i know it's just you, this could be us but i know it's just you, now you would trade your soul, for a fucking day out of your skin, to get away from this house, where you ahve to face what you look like, you hate yourself, 'cause you're a passerby in the life of your loved ones, aren't you sick of acting like you're fine?, oh i'm no one to you, a stranger that calls for the rain, i held on for nothing, you don't seem to see me