Good Stories

Your sweet insanity is whispering in my ears And you speak of honesty by lying to yourself So tell me, do you know any more good stories? Which role should I play? And I can be the least of all of your worries How often can you say Believe me, I'm so sorry But the truth is I’m not a part of your story My world is incomplete And you've been filling in the gaps with lies And we're all just characters You’ve written between the lines So tell me, do you know any more good stories? Which role should I play? And I can be the least of all of your worries How oftеn can you say Believe mе, I'm so sorry But the truth is I'm not a part of your fucking story My world is incomplete Where I've fallen at your feet My world is incomplete While you get back on your feet Hanging from this framework of good stories And making your own moral categories However, the wreckage that you leave I've proven to myself that I am very naive I just didn't wanna know (I just didn't wanna know) The large gift of your narrative skill (Narrative skill) More than anything I get to know I get to know that words can kill Hanging from this framework of good stories Of double meanings and parallel worlds Against a wall where souls are hurled My world is incomplete, how often can you say Believe me, I'm so sorry But the truth is I’m not a part of your story My world is incomplete Where I’ve fallen at your feet My world is incomplete While you get back on your feet

Submitted by The Void — Feb 27, 2026

Fuck Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Nobody, anybody, and no one to say it to I'm in a coma, I'm in the blue Don't even know what the fuck I'm gonna do Nothing concrete in my direction No simplicity in my perfection I'm in a coma, I'm in the blue Let me fly away 'Cause I don't wanna stay here until my dying day Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Who are you? So just become the most adaptable creature An evolution that belongs to the future The truth's so damn hard to take When you're a bird of prey Let me fly away 'Cause I don't wanna stay here until my dying day Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Nobody, anybody, somebody Walking down the soulless street The weightless steps of burning feet Bracing as the days fly past But in reality, they last Among the ruins of the past Among the ruins of the past At the greatest speed, at the dip Give me one reason to stop this trip As the ashes turn to dust Give me one reason to end this rush Let me fly away 'Cause I don't wanna stay here until my dying day Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Nobody, anybody, somebody, who are you? Nobody, anybody, somebody

Submitted by The Void — Feb 27, 2026