whispered thoughts flow through my brain
while ice cold blood flows through my veins
my mind is dark and my heart made of stone
i’m left to obsess in this house all alone
my glass is breaking, i’m fading fast
consumed with my many ghosts of the past
it is clear this world is not mine for the taking
as i realize dreams are not meant for the waking
Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 4:34 AM UTC
whispered thoughts flow through my brain
while ice cold blood flows through my veins
my mind is dark and my heart made of stone
i’m left to obsess in this house all alone
my glass is breaking, i’m fading fast
consumed with my many ghosts of the past
it is clear this world is not mine for the taking
as i realize dreams are not meant for the waking
