pictures

Pictures:
loneliness was the last friend i had
but i was a selfish friend
now, i walk around with pictures
i sleep around with photographs

they tell themselves they need to be like her
she tells herself she needs to be like them

we never stop running until we see where we've always been
we never stop winning until there's nothing left to lose

were just pictures
dried up of substance
glorified pictures
walking in circles

they believe they can love
isnt it funny
they believe they can love
isnt it sad
when we love to lose our minds
when we love to lose our bodies

when the last signs of beauty you once possessed
were lost in the flashing lights of your success

were just pictures
dried up of substance
glorified fucking pictures
walking in circles

but theyre 2-D you's and me's
i guess it could've been romantic
but everyone started hugging trees
sometimes i wish i never learned how to think free