You are there...
Deep in my mind...
Anger develops
relaxing becomes a habit...
As i enter the night
all that is there...
Locked in these chains here
I am a prisoner to myself...
A Box Full Of Sharp Objects.
With a smile on my face I lay me down to sleep...
There's a fire burning in your eyes,
A hard determination to make it...
There'll be an angel and devil waiting to cart me...
With a smile or a smirk on their face waiting to...
Darkness,
A clean slate of black...
All this time I JUST said what i didn't thought
i didn't wondered that someday it'll be true...
Bodies scattered and blood covers the floor.
Whats a man have without a reason to live...
She doesnt want to go
to leave her only home...
Awaiting your call
to insanity i fall...