Imagine if you could walk around in your dreams
Would you teach yourself to run...
Looking through the old photograph tin
I find a young boy with so much promise...
So i'm just writing my thoughts down in a song;
Just trying to figure out where I belong...
Can you see the sadness of my soul,
To the truth behind these eyes...
Silently she sleeps, with eyes wide open,
her mind is undone from years of provoking...
I'm not alone,
My reflection is still here...
Days pass by and the pain grows deep
i drink away the pain to put me to sleep...
I'm finished and done!
All my plans have been dusted...
I do not want to remain broken
for the rest of my life...
I am not a broken egg shell
that you need to try and fix...
Holding the pills in the palm of my hand,
my mind flashes back to a place of darkness...
It's a little bit
tiring sometimes...