Got so much to lose
Whilst having nothing that feels like my own
A curse of bad luck
Which only makes everytime I look back
That little bit more depressing
Doesn’t seem like anything lasts
Grasping onto straws
Desperate for one more chance
A smile, a thought
The hope we can right our wrongs
A crocodile weeps
Lost in forgotten flames
As ignorance leaves its black scar
Shocked and numb
How to react to another disaster
I’m an escape artist of the mind
Surfing on the boundaries of reality
Trying to find peace from
The chaos that haunts everywhere I go
Wicked temptation
Wide eyed faces, laughter
Who’s to question this moment?
Going with the flow of this enviroment
To keep them happy
We must sacrifice a bit of ourselves
To see our souls saved through them
Made complete by a bond so strong
What drives us on
Who can say?
We do what we do
And one day we’ll all pay
But as the crocodile weeps
This escape artist
Has one last mind to free
(And that’s me)
