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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