The room dances.. the walls drip
i set my eyes on you and begin my trip
one step ... two step... 3 steps im done
forgot how many fingers i have and the best has just begun
laughing and crying add it in a mix
is it me or is that you? or did that mirror just do flips
the wind is rushing in this closed room
take another hit and my soul just looms
twisted in this twisted phase
twisted me in my twisted ways
take a breathe just to hold it in
they say when your bad you never win
but im not thinking about my problems or what tommorow is going to hold
not thinking about my fronts i put up to pretend i can be bold
im just focused on this next hit thats going to hit me harder than before
focused on how im going to learn how to get up and find some more
my mind is trained to be silent on this on going blaze
so dont tell me im clueless when it comes to my stays
i come and go as i please and come on in again
im about to write another line.. but my head is starting to spin.
