Raw,
I see every loop hole...
Turn back time for the fool and maybe we could...
forget the silence...
I see the lightening cracks in the sand;
before the storm...
All these words are ugly;
so I take a step to breathe to leave it all behind...
Tall tree, small tree
which one are you...
You know I'll always be,
here for you...
Memories come to me like a ghost;
finding my way home through Skid Row...
We fled
into the evening...
I see you through these broken bones,
the damage is done; have mercy...
You are my guiding angels.
You are my shining lights...
It was long ago
and memories now...
The animalistic choking
As I laid and suffocated...