Shallow from Shallow by whatever...

A written word, a spoken line
A voice inside that swears, "Just one last time."
A word of warning here, don't try to fight your pain
For fear and hurt and suffering will set your soul in frame
A wasted day is still a day, one more to set behind you
Strings of wasted days, in time, will set your soul in frame.

It's no more a game, but a way of life
I can hurt you so you do what I like
There is truth in lie, there is love in hate
There are politics in pain; don't fight it.

Hold fast to power slipping through your trembling hands
Keep a hold of your control to set your soul in frame.
A shallow image trapped behind this wall of glass
Uncomfortable reflections now will set your soul in frame.

• Punk
• pop punk
• punk pop
• socio-political
• Cleveland