Camp Kill Yourself Season 2
Grandeza Classic
Written By,Opus,and Tim
Opus.
Has anyone ever told you that blood smelt like rust?
Or that red, like blood, is the color of lust?
These aren't lies, they're facts indeed.
Much worse then the fiction that you bleed.
Much different from the lies she tells herself.
Welcome to Camp Kill Yourself.
Has anyone ever handed you a dream?
Telling to guard it to the extreme?
You've never had a dream at all.
Nothing for you to enthrall.
Much different then the dreams he holds himself.
Welcome to Camp Kill Yourself.
Have you ever held on to anything so tight?
So that no one may grasp it from your fist and flight?
No you haven't, you're too bleak.
You couldnt hold on to anything because you're too weak.
Much different then the memories she holds to herself.
Welcome to Camp Kill Yourself.
Have you ever been pushed down so hard?
Because you always let down your guard?
It's not a lie. It's a simple fact.
Everything around you abstract and intact.
Much different then the world he finds himself.
Welcome to Camp Kill Yourself.
Tim
Molested by the world thrown in an upheaval
Bounded by struggle and took refuge at the easel
Each brush stroke an arrow at the neck of authority
While common sense flexes biceps, a dissects society
No tears for prosperity, refuses to be a clone of a drone
Ready to fight accepted concepts, facing the world alone
Colors bleed into canvas, seeping through wounds, deep in core
Slashes rip to the surface eruptions on the ocean floor
A goal unclear, suffering seems the only result
Then a swipe of red enough kool-aid to drown a cult
A dab of aqua, tab of sea green gently the fluids bleed
Strikes with empathy, charging a full-force tsunami
No cares sympathy a mystery he refuses to solve
And as drops drip down tragedies slowly evolve
Orange and yellow, flames rip down from the skies
Red flows into brown, magma engulfs human lives
This culprit rarely seen converted by an ambiguous screen
Averted common means to exert his horrendous schemes
With a paintbrush mistaken a trident strikes with wealth
A place where time stands still
Welcome to Camp Kill Yourself