YEP Im LOST |
The Man walked away from the talk
His path once so pure...
What we think
The way that we feel...
See me when the wind blows
Hear me when the day screams...
You were my best friend
And always will be...
Brain dead pigskin
Pick myself up again...
Drink stranger absorb your fill the energy flows by the wizards will. |
Each days emergence is a fresh chance to get things right |
The ghosts that compose my dreams are memories of missing friends and all the horrors I have seen. |