I want to know what I can do
It doesnt feel like my time here is blending in me
I want to sleep, but I can shake my feet off the ground
I'm lost
(it becomes my soul)
Drawn into a world of hurt
I build a castle around this mind
It falls like petals
(it becomes my eyes)
Im drawn into wine and pouring
suddenly Im pouring everything
Nothing is left
(it becomes my bones)
Fickle at dawn fleeting at dusk
nothing stays
everything will vanish, but you didnt know
(it becomes my mind)
Believing inst a dream I could want
Loving is to far from this grain
Pushing into laces vases
(it becomes my ideas)
Unbalanced mind is a stretch of hate
(Im becoming my monster)
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 1:15 PM UTC
I want to know what I can do
It doesnt feel like my time here is blending in me
I want to sleep, but I can shake my feet off the ground
I'm lost
(it becomes my soul)
Drawn into a world of hurt
I build a castle around this mind
It falls like petals
(it becomes my eyes)
Im drawn into wine and pouring
suddenly Im pouring everything
Nothing is left
(it becomes my bones)
Fickle at dawn fleeting at dusk
nothing stays
everything will vanish, but you didnt know
(it becomes my mind)
Believing inst a dream I could want
Loving is to far from this grain
Pushing into laces vases
(it becomes my ideas)
Unbalanced mind is a stretch of hate
(Im becoming my monster)
