fire won't keep demons at bay
sometimes I have nothing to say
I find myself drifting far away
from any whisper of night or day
I sit alone and I hide
in shades of black and white
in shapes of dark and light
sometimes silence hurts my eyes
the smoke consumes and fades
giving me what this world forbades
a little love for the slave
every noise is full of rage
pretending tears don't lie
they'll caress me until I die
in my dreams when I cry
a thousand years pass me by
and I am there as here I was
sometimes I always feel so lost
it makes me feel like a corpse
that I am the one who has to rot
and all the drugs in the world
can't buy me enough hurt
all the drugs of this world
can't fill my heart and **** this love
Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
fire won't keep demons at bay
sometimes I have nothing to say
I find myself drifting far away
from any whisper of night or day
I sit alone and I hide
in shades of black and white
in shapes of dark and light
sometimes silence hurts my eyes
the smoke consumes and fades
giving me what this world forbades
a little love for the slave
every noise is full of rage
pretending tears don't lie
they'll caress me until I die
in my dreams when I cry
a thousand years pass me by
and I am there as here I was
sometimes I always feel so lost
it makes me feel like a corpse
that I am the one who has to rot
and all the drugs in the world
can't buy me enough hurt
all the drugs of this world
can't fill my heart and **** this love
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