F**k this sh** and what we call life
what exactly is in life that makes things right
is it right, to give up the fight
crumble to the floor, loose everything in sight
i feel broken as i hit the ground
if you listen carefully there isn't even a sound
is there a reason to even live
when you have nothing more that you can give
after pouring out your heart and soul
realizing your regrets are taking its toll
is there a place you can even go
a place where you can feel so low
a place where your feelings start to show
where this place is I'll let you know
as the room gets dark, and the lights go out
all the strange feelings start to come about
as you sit alone, in this place you call home
did you ever stop to think, about the missing link
that little extra space, that you could put a face
where you could feel safe, or maybe scared
thinking about those times that weren\'t actually there
do you feel the fear
as its coming near
are things starting to make sense
as the fear becomes more intense
this place your searching to find
is really deep inside your mind
like no other kind
you search for something fine
but nothings really there, everything is fake
now you start to realize why your heart breaks
everything is an illusion, what your eyes want to see
as you stop to think, how could this be
everything you want, deep down inside
when your in this place, theres nothing to hide
life is not short, life is not long
life is the death of a suicidal song
when your going to die, theres no more lies
as your lying there at night, hold on tight
go to where everything could feel right
this might be deep inside your mind
the only darkness you can find
everything you see, and everything you do
could just be an illusion to you -Kasper-
