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by Iola May 14, 2008 category : Special events / thanksgiving
Dragons in my bedroom Drugs consuming my mind Shadows creeping in soon A life that I am leaving behind Dungeons deep within me Craters of scars on my heart Ecstasy will never let me be Heroine makes sure we stay apart Demons are feasting on my thought Begging me to take their candy Willing to sell what I bought As my soul seem to come very handy Darkness winking whilst I'm sleeping Dreaming of a psychedelic journey But behind me I see fingers creeping From within I feel how drugs will burn me Dragons lift me far away from here Drugs are not my seed to grow I cannot fly when my vision is not clear I shall not become what others can throw