It? hard to forgive a man who bought revenge with his soul.
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A vein injected with a mans life and his goals.
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It? in my face, it hurts and I fall into a hollow sphere.
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Well, I don? want that to happen to me.
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I don? want to see what my face might be.
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Damn your shameful lies as my conscience it dies.
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Stop and listen as silence roars out in the night.
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One can? fake that anger and oh it? shining so bright.
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Is this my fault, I will light it up to see. I will light it up.
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I don? really see, I don? want to be. Is this my fault.
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I don? see, inside of me a moment turns to infinity.
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I don? want to see what my face might be.
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Damn your shameful lies as my conscience it dies.
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I just might hurt you my friend.
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All that was left for me was destructive in misery.
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I blame you for all that I did; it? eating me bit by bit.
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How can all this be true, I blame it all on you.
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Electrocuted with a sense of loss.
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Anxiety will see me through.
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Flipping through the pages of a mind that hurts me.
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Sometimes I wish that I could eject from this seat of pain
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I? fuckin?placed in and let it go.
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You tell me what you think of me
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and my sense of energetic rage compiled into a ball of anxiety.
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Do I need your help?
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Do I need you?
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Closed Eyes
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