I think I should have let someone know
But it would not have quenched the fire...
The years on end beings have died
On every graze has one laid a bleak bouquet...
Here inside these black walls everything flows for...
You may boost your head up cause you think I want...
But the past doesn’t last for more...
Am I what you write about at night?
Your pen and paper know well about me...
It doesn't hurt,
She feel no pain...
Her lips are sweet like summer rain
One kiss will wash away your pain...
Stained glass windows in shades of gray
Describe the prison in which I stay...
I know you won't like
What I'm about to tell you...
In this land i see no color
Every thing's black and white...
Hope when i leave you cry blood from your eyes...
Life is pain
Pain is gone...