Dead in the Future - Lostalone

Plain sight hides our little show

I’ve love and I want you to know

Soft eye focus on a dissident frame

Temptation to take a taste

Take my hope away

I live an illusion

Someday I’ll leave this place

Dead in the future

This conscience sits on the brink of death row

Found beauty in your tortured glow

Stare out oblivious to the obvious truth

Fall to death from the most perfect view