Addictions Are Private — Beyond Dawn

Am I being loved By under-estimating fools With a certain distaste For progression and the new Like the negative photograph You see when you close your eyes Slips away in a moment or two You don't get me, do you?

I didn't really put myself out But I fulfilled my expectations Perhaps it didn't feel so grand Neither was it so convincing In dreams I've seen all of these things Now it seems as if I was awake And they were human beings

Changing by the hour