I've felt the hate rise up in me,
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves.
I wander out where you can't see,
Inside my shell I wait and bleed.
I wipe it off on a tile, the light is brighter this time.
Everything is turning blasphemy.
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up.
This is not the way I picture me.
I can't control my shakes, how the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong.
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this.
Is it a dream or a memory?
Get outta my head 'cause I don't need this.
Why didn't I see this?
Well, I'm a victim Manchurian candidate.
I have sinned by just makin' my mind up,
And takin' your breath away.
You haven't learned a thing,
I haven't changed a thing.
The flesh was in my bones,
The pain was always free.
You haven't learned a thing,
I haven't changed a thing.
The flesh was in my bones,
The pain was always free.
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