Route 666

by Brian Ahn   Oct 3, 2005


I'm on the road that leads to Hell
I'm driving behind these teared up eyes
The only things i see
are the blurred lights coming my way
as they welcome me to my last mile
Finally the last light is on my track.
As it becomes one big blurr
everything comes to a sudden stop

those blurry lights begin to darken
the drops of rain begin to fade
everything is now ok
i can now sleep without having to cry myself to
i no longer am able to make you sad
you no longer have to cry because of me

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