Lie to me.
Tell me it's okay...
Lined paper, camera shoots;
I wrecked your fantasy...
I take this box of chalk
and begin to colour the pavements...
For my sleep has become a reckoning and I cannot...
I'm the immortal to it's senses that I turn my...
The faint noise of shallow footsteps
echoes across these empty hallways...
My, now tainted, soul,
Was formed from blow after blow...
I have met some beautiful people
Who have walked the same paths I've walked...
I just feel like hiding finding a secret little...
Tracing the scars
The soft spoken lines...
What life is this that treated me
In ways unjust and most unfair...
Another battle,
can I silence the prattle...
Lady
had...