Melancholy

events triggering transforming thoughts
 seem like a patterned protocol
 reason locked in the will to find
 effort rocked by the end defined
 you cant find...can never find
 till u dispel...the will to find

 and the find's gonna gratify
 it will feed the self for a while
 feed till it is transtion time
 reason unfit its veiling time
 u cant veil...can never veil
 till u dispel...the need to veil

 here's the intelligence tending to a form
 and lot of facts to support the form
 potent till the stats dont wreck on you
 so pretend to believe...everything would be fine
 u cant be fine...can never be fine
 till u dispel...the will to define

 and its time...to redefine
 lot more facts and the need to define
 rinse off the crap u named inhibition
 thats the only gain while changing the reason
 u cant define...can never define
 till u dispel...the need to redefine

 the will to be will stench all the love
 you wont know and still name it as love
 indifference will never lack a source
 it would be their way and u'll pry for sure
 u will deny...to survive
 till u dispel...the will to pry

 got to sniff the air that you take
 use some brain and dont be a rake
 lest be sure that you gonna break

 got to clear the path off the weeds
 help yourself there's no one to heed
 they stand there to pay for your deeds

 it looks so sweet but dont go for the bite
 it will suck you it aint so white
 have just one chance need to get it right

 see through the skin before you get wise
 there's no love only hate in disguise
 better realise that you need to rise

 name your pain as the rule of life
 there's no option but to face the vice
 thats when you know who caused all this strife

 why do you worry...why do you cry
 to make some sense you dont have to try
 its so simple and i'll tell you why
 yeah...all the scum is my brainchild