As i lay in the grass
seeing our past...
Let me see you make decisions
Without the television...
Everyone always has that one feeling where they...
Flowers bloom within the shade,
A ceiling fallen down...
The smell of burning flesh
forever makes you sick...
Tossing and turning having a big urge to kill
1:00am, not so sure the urge is real...
We hide
we live in the night...
They treat me
like a plague...
Take me to the end
Cut...
I stare into the dark I'm filled with fright
As a demon comes in the night...
Midst of the night
lost from sight...
Head looking searching for them
Looking everywhere...