Guileless fingers, etching prayers on my face,
blotting out sunlight with whispers of grace...
Day in day out,
he sees the same old...
I feel like i am traped
no one hears me no one wants to...
I am an eyewitness to the ways of man;
I am the struggle...
Savage raging storm,
can you wash away the sins...
I get sick and tired
Of phony people that act like they care...
The bass beats pump through the air,
sending hearts a little higher...
My most meaningless thing
searching the true face in my fake world...
Who always claims
that he would have ace without the need to a...
The world it seems is full
of self anointed, self righteous...
The stars tell a story
Of times left forgotten...
Last week i was lucky,
for a minute i died...