I found out accidentally
that you were dealing dope...
Some of you understands how it feels,
It runs from my head to my heels...
Lost in the ashes,
Of forever and always...
Loading the gun,
While waiting for the sun...
Everything you see is in a way real
everything you touch, everything you feel...
When the cuts form on my wrists
and the blood spills from my lips...
Walking through the city
watching lives turn to pity...
Enter a hole which is forsaken
Which can break a heart or have it taken...
The rage threatens to break through
they expected much more from you...
I sit here in a dark
room with the music...
Rage washed down her eyes
Her pulse began to race...
It is so far worse a crime
to blow apart someones mind...