Tonight the lump in my throat has become a boulder
If my eyes decide to bleed I will not find a shoulder
Tonight my veins know not what runs through it
Rage? Anger? Confusion? Sadness? Old lies new heat
Soiled in your fuel of lies I held my fire high
I'm running out of strength to constantly try to try
But now my arms draw near as I soon hold myself in disgrace
And it is now the time has come, I have set myself ablaze.
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:57 AM UTC
Tonight the lump in my throat has become a boulder
If my eyes decide to bleed I will not find a shoulder
Tonight my veins know not what runs through it
Rage? Anger? Confusion? Sadness? Old lies new heat
Soiled in your fuel of lies I held my fire high
I'm running out of strength to constantly try to try
But now my arms draw near as I soon hold myself in disgrace
And it is now the time has come, I have set myself ablaze.
