Concrete

Artists : Someday I : Concrete

have i started dying yet?
(to self)
stunning flatwork glides beneath your feet
this is all the beauty you need
and it's all you'll get
i am so confused i can't tell if this is coming or going away
i am forming breaklines for the cold
have they started rolling blackouts yet?
are the streetlights dead?
you ever see me abuse the man?
you ever see him try?
you ever see me abuse the man?
watch me
living for all our hope
the moment is gone
living for lying
the moment through my eyes
living for the moment isn't here anymore
i am so confused
i can't tell if this is growth or decadence
i am filing forms in the wrong way
feeling time in my face
filing forms
filing time
filing space