Last chance to escape.
Shall I forsake
all that I can take
to carry on ?
Insanity sleeps away,
greeting the new day.
Believing is kneeling.
Ignore what I'm feeling.
The pressure of living
is taking it's toll.
Regrets that I'm thinking,
the love that I'm losing
the hope that we're sharing
is a lost cause.
Misshapen,
thought I'd lost.
Caressing chaos drops.
Prelude to a drowning, burning vision.
Pointless, selfish,
half the time I can't remember
any of the childish lies.
Suppressing unwanted thoughts.
Expressing my only choice.
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