i broke all of my fingers

so they won't charge me with a gun

i followed the sirens 

so i won't have to listen to their stupid laughs

i burned my eyes down

so i won't see their stupidity take over me

every night i escape

through picture albums and forsaken melodies

i carry within my head

i create storms and i create the suns

i'll betray all of them who have bullets in their hands

ideas are the answers

my majestic star