Priced To Destroy

Haunted by visions of post-apocalyptic games.
A spinning torture wheel claimed to offer fame.
But nothing will prepare you for what will be the toll.
After all it’s precious time that is being forever sold.

Make your choice or get left behind.
Do not indulge the voices in your mind.
Best intentions have gone so far away.
What remains now is just decay.
So what will your choice truly be?
Red bill, blue pill or celebrity.

Spiral down this drain your carved on your own.
Vision fading into an overly selfish monotone.
Where secrets die in the light of what they can make.
Each new day you thirst to take, take, take.

Make your choice or get left behind.
Do not indulge the voices in your mind.
Best intentions have gone so far away.
What remains now is just decay.
So what will your choice truly be?
Red pill, blue pill or celebrity.

Battles in your sleep.
Permanently weak.
Offered up your soul.
No longer have control.
There is a debt to pay.
You ignored it anyway.
That’s why you feel so worn.
Been shattered by this shitstorm!

Running from yourself but you’ll never get free.
Demons in your closet continue to break out to say;
You’re the monster you thought you couldn’t become.
Best words for you are vile fame seeking scum.

Can you face the mirror?
Will you shy away?
Reflection is distorted.
That’s who you are today.
A shell of what you could have been.
Too obsessed with chasing green.
And so you are an isolated link.
No resolve and indistinct.
Hollowed out husk in human form.
No redemption for your years are gone!