Panoramic - Johnny Booth

Passion marks from a devious rat

Makes a bloated face for a Sociopath

How can Business as usual stop

A recession brought on by your contagious intuition

The air’s too thick to breath

Cannibals are the only names that bring embracing extensions

Forgotten evolution of serpents that preach to the ears of what markets apply

Yes, I was there.

The day our country died

But where were you?

When the world was so fragile

When it burst into thin air

We fight to pass the time;

we face our backs to the withering lifeline

So we wouldn’t have to think, we’ll stretch out their spine

A calculated killer with a hidden agenda

Perfection seekers will never find the answers only disappointment

Words, stretched across like strings

Concussion caused by a violent reaper

Friendly smiles with- selfish intent

Ugly is the- new beautiful

Point out insignificance, Helps us realize we’re not connected

We’re all connected

This world is getting smaller

We’re drowning in our thoughts

And we must bleach the forecast

This world is getting smaller

You’re just a page in the book of a coward

You’re just a page in a book of the coward

Disgust is the, new creation

Our chances of a fitting solution

Has been predetermined, it’s destined to fail

Just don’t get what you’re so afraid of

This world is getting smaller, for a planet that just can’t hold us down

Our leaders have steered us down the path of the none existent

Now stone bricks come out of your foundation, forgetting why you were forged

Forgetting why you were ever forged

Fables of a new day have gone