Digital Diaries* from Digital Diaries by Black Heart's Society

No more lies // No more thoughts.
So much hate I take, I'm distraught.
Yeah, I'm quiet lost // Yeah, I'm kind of stupid.
I guess that's how you get when you're really going through it.
What do you know? // What have you seen?
It's all fucked up I'll never convene.
No Last words. No more thoughts.
I don't give a fuck, so I guess I'll shut off.

And I'm right back, straight back to the bullshit.
All I see is truth and your actions are putrid.
I don't give a fuck about nothing, I'm done, it's off that I'm shutting.
Crushing // Collapse and it's brushing into the wind.
The moon dims and it spins // I grin until nothing's left.
I regret the time I spent // No rest on non-conducive quests.
It's quite stupid // All you wanna do is use my time and pollute it.
I can't do this.

I don't give a fuck, that's your luck; here's another one //
Sick and tired of this // Ain't no bliss, I discovered some //
Ultimate truths of a really foul nature // Man to a Wolf and the shit's getting major.

Shit's getting major // Shit's getting major.
Your only savior: Go get the paper.
Fly like planes // You're the aviator // The navigator // Originator

This isn't truth, nor is it fiction.
These are just thoughts, stardust and friction.
Simple depiction // Simple as it ever was.
So complex in a cesspool, I'll never trust and fucking one //
Fuck Everybody.
Fuck all the sheep and the weak photocopies.
Shit's getting foggy // Shit's getting foggy.
I don't remember anything, I'm really fucking sorry.

• Darkwave
• Electronic
• Gothic
• Trip-Hop
• Witch-House
• Los Angeles