Pickaxe & a Spade (P.S.) Video (MV)

I have no reflection to slow me down
I'll keep my reaction six feet below ground
It's tombstone reads "fallen, hide away from her ears"
But my eyes in the mirror go black through the years

I'm seeking asylum find a home in my head
The task is forgetting when my heart was misled
My colors are contrast olive to maroon
Can't make myself ask her to dance to this tune

A few more lines that are too sappy
Something pretty catchy
That'll make me happy
Got to finished up the chorus
Forget that I was scoreless
Cardboard boxes like Pandora
Why do I always do this
Believe in the illusion
My mind can be so ruthless
Hear you in a mumble
Makes the marble crumble
You can stop chipping away
I've run out of words to say

My candle is burning at the end of its wick
The smell still reminds of a nervous tick
The frame will stand empty till I shatter the glass
I'll stare at the roadway watching other cars crash

Consistent clicking energizes my mind
Waking to nothing memories in kind
Paint over portraits forget all we've made
Trying to help me make the wind behave

Under pressure
I saw love at first sight I swore to god that she was flawless
Can't forget her
I'm starting to understand why they called me callous
Rhythm over style
Always late with these drawn conclusions
For the time I'll
Illustrate with my wildest fiction