The Death of Fiction

I lay broken on the road that i have paved for you
Every single piece of this puzzle is tearing me in two
Pulsing from what's left inside
Peaking out to stay alive
Just what do you think we're gonna do?
Don't even think we're through
GET UP!
The long nights in the city of angels
With glowing wingspans, you keep them to yourself
Deserted homes surrounding the cause of death
Usurping thrones to be just like them
Cursed by your shadow
But what do I know?
Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind?
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space
Remembering this memory
Of when I drew the line
Pulsing from what's left inside
Peaking out to stay alive
Just what do you think we're gonna do?
Don't even think we're through
It's all fiction, don't pray to your idols
Unwanted thoughts demanding to stay ahead
The long nights in the city of angels
Accursed hexes responding to the dead
The city's back to haunt you
What kind of hell have we become?
This story has no ending
But you know this world's surrounding
Keeping the likes of you
Burning those who see through
Pulsing from what's left inside
Peaking out to stay alive
Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind?
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space
Remembering this memory
Of when I drew the line
Looking back on lonely days
Where everything was holding me
How did I fall behind?
In time, I'll live in a more forgiving space
Remembering this memory
Of when I drew the line