Substantiate

 noone can climb the mountaintop ,
 its far too high
the walls we build reach toward the sky,
the sun will be blotted
by the blackness in our soul
and the world will grow
barron and cold,
the lines we draw in sand
are washed away,
the footprints we leave
are encased in clay,
and we will never be forgotten,
for the terrible attrocities we perpotrate,
under the guise of the innocent mistake

broadcasting what we pretend to be ashamed
and crucifying those who arent the same
we are the only ones who cause our pain
what are we living for , and when theres noone left
who is it that you blame

collecting hearts to sacrifice
to our empty void
and give us life
we waste what we get
and feel no regret
because its just so easy
to wash your hands of it
and hide the secrets away

we treat life like a toy
and we fight against each other
and trade old friends for new lovers
giving it all away at the first bid
we poison ourselves
and crash and burn
we cant prepare
because we never learn

collecting hearts to sacrifice
to our empty void
to feel new life
because were all too afraid to die
but not prepared to live
were stuck in between
and cant get over the hill
we climb and we climb,
and we get nowhere
the more we get
the less we care

hold a glass high for the damaged
at least we have character
we will learn to manage
we will never quit and never surrender
the demographic is not ours to claim
and we dont fit in and yet were to blame
so propose a toast for the lost and broken
for those who keep heads high
 with our eyes wide open
normal is defective so forgive me when i decline
this dream that your forcing , is not one of mine