OMEN

Behind your mask

There lays a flask

When you feel pain, you hit the gas

Fuming the world and polluting the breeze

Taking your time with some low self-esteem

Encapsulating all your pain inside of a dream

Another life has bled through your hands, it seems

Appearance is key to your inner self dying

Don`t let your heart fly away as inside you will forever cry

Wishing you could go back in time and reach for the sun in the vanilla sky