Sweetest desires mired by addiction did we **** are dreams for just another fix alone the silence fills the void outside another day I avoid .
Sunday night another full moon it's speaks to the depths yet lingers in the back alleys I here.
**** the eyes that view cause the need out weighs my truest sense .
Pain will feed you and me I simply prefer to starve .
Lets dance to the graveyard in ignorance of the truth .
I choose not to see for I am far from blind .
It will all **** you just the same.
Its all in the moments and you know them a tune I seldom recall did I ever care the truth is so easy to see
Night will paint the portrait we will grow to embrace know your vices well for they will bury you as they did I.
Another's song will play but echo of tragedy all the same.
May 19, 2016
May 19, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC
Sweetest desires mired by addiction did we **** are dreams for just another fix alone the silence fills the void outside another day I avoid .
Sunday night another full moon it's speaks to the depths yet lingers in the back alleys I here.
**** the eyes that view cause the need out weighs my truest sense .
Pain will feed you and me I simply prefer to starve .
Lets dance to the graveyard in ignorance of the truth .
I choose not to see for I am far from blind .
It will all **** you just the same.
Its all in the moments and you know them a tune I seldom recall did I ever care the truth is so easy to see
Night will paint the portrait we will grow to embrace know your vices well for they will bury you as they did I.
Another's song will play but echo of tragedy all the same.
