this city is lost as i am standing still on an unfriendly sidewalk staring at the flickering streetlights gently pressing my palm against the dead cold iron of the pole the lights suddenly shut and again i m left alone with my thoughts navigating directionless on a stream of a grey density hiding in the confinement of a filthy back alley i think i had sex here once but that s not the point the molecules surrounding me are definitely moving at a faster pace than mine i guess that s why my vision is so blurry dry cold air fills my lungs leaving an aftertaste of dust in my mouth i washed it clean with several shots of vodka and why am i coughing this much i ve never smoked if i d known maybe i would have started to quit would ve been a goal to reach in life there goes passion out of a broken window passing by great buildings giants of man made desires that are spreading their wings of darkness upon the city for miles i m out of breath and i can t do a thing about it 
['canadian metal', 'canadian metalcore', 'deathcore', 'djent', 'mathcore']