Silence your head, kill your thoughts or they will end you.

martes, 5 de abril de 2011

What It Is

I find myself wondering were I've gone Its like I had a brain transplant Who have I become? All the stuff I used to worry about are nowhere found My perception has blurred And now I'm somewhere I don't Belong But one thing is crystal clear And from that I cant escape From this longing inside my veins That takes me to where I need to be Imagining places I long to meet Making my shadows become true beings And in this place I see myself free But I can only go there whenever I fall asleep

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