Artificial

Anon

In this life we make, mistakes,
it's truths we break
Memories gone to waste for days,
unscathed we awake
To find that we're left alone, we're cloned,
I should have known

Artificial tides grasp ahold of me
Constant silence is locked in me -

In this life we make, mistakes,
We are to blame
The simple paths that we lead, aheed
to our primal needs
Disregard our beliefs, for see
they're not ours to be

Artificial tides grasp ahold of me
Constant sadness is, locked in me -

In this life we make, mistakes,
they haunt our days
Never feel the same, so drained,
immersed in shame
But the gift of life that we receive, eventually
will give us peace

Artificial tides grasp ahold of me
Constant silence is locked in me -

In this life we make, mistakes
They're locked in me...