Past Selves from In Condemnation by Pandemix

Oh I’m settling in this city like someone who’s been interred
Stasis remains so clear behind faces so blurred
Oh and does my youth flutter like a flag flown at half mast
I need distraction from how quickly time has passed

Oh I want you to take off my dress
I want you to take me gently and peel back my skin
I want to say the same words over and over, again and again
I want you to feel the emptiness that surges beneath
Inculcated belief in

Degradation
Manipulation
Remain steadfastly human
In the face of all this
Dehumanization

Navigate the wreckage of past selves left behind
Search knowing full well that there is nothing to find
To express desire is to plot one’s own death
With every gasping breath

I've searched for light within the darkness, no reprieve
I've searched for meaning in chaos, no clarity

I’ve found the choir holds no salvation for me
Told them “we’re all we have”, they said that I’m naive

Once you step outside of these prescribed boundaries
And shown them that your piss can fall from from the tree
All you’ll find you have is all that you believe

• Punk
• boston
• hardcore
• hardcore punk
• peace punk
• punk rock