Swimming through my blood again
The same soulless feeling
A boy found at ten
Empty silhouettes haunt my bed
Strands of blonde
Like a noose tied around my neck
Choking me slow
But what is pain to a portrait
Caught in the fire of a burning home
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 11:33 AM UTC
Swimming through my blood again
The same soulless feeling
A boy found at ten
Empty silhouettes haunt my bed
Strands of blonde
Like a noose tied around my neck
Choking me slow
But what is pain to a portrait
Caught in the fire of a burning home
Rest in peace to all the fallen musicians who left far too soon. I could never count the inspirations. Thank You.