if you could see it then you'd understand..

Topic: Bodyless souls

(Listenin' to Daft Punk - Around The World)

Dragging empty sacks of spirits in satan's graveyard

Slappin tempting packs of cigarettes, traits behave charred

Saint's belay war's, reaper can take only so many souls

Awake lonely proes, freindly foes, N Make phony woe, sense these tolls

Hence these holes in my heart signify despair, Since thy part dignified repairs

Rinse my art, is it my affairs? Hints I'm smart, isn't thy prepared?

It isn't why they care, rather the sake of having faith

Fathom the stakes of spazzing fates, Hasn't the hate been grabbing pates?

Askin.. the way sins happen straight, tells me the questions are irrelevant 

Yellin the lessons are intelligent, yet oppressions scars the residence

So when obsessions are ignored, aggressions are implored

Now depressions are aboard, so expressions jar in hordes

and possessions aren't gored.. We leak the tears of sorrow

to see the cheers we borrow to defeat the fears of morrow

These ruined corpse need souls, seeing we would be otiose beings