I can't help who I am or what I wright but it's all true |
Silently...
I cry myself back to sleep...
Words...
Can you find the words...
When you look up at the sky at night
What do you see...
When you look at me
What do you see...
Words lost but now found
Keep me from being burried in the ground...
Lost with no concious to find. |
To die would be an adventure, to live is what kills you. |
Love is an emotion that no longer exists. |