is it the drops that fall down my face
that forms water fountains
cold tears filling in my eyes
feels like I'm against all mountains
emotions are sparing out of control
I have the scariest rage inside of me
a beast inside of me tamned
just ready to be set free
I can't even sleep through the night
without having those dreams
about a lost girl fighting her demons
that wakes me up in screams
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 2:32 PM UTC
is it the drops that fall down my face
that forms water fountains
cold tears filling in my eyes
feels like I'm against all mountains
emotions are sparing out of control
I have the scariest rage inside of me
a beast inside of me tamned
just ready to be set free
I can't even sleep through the night
without having those dreams
about a lost girl fighting her demons
that wakes me up in screams
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