alchohal and razor bladed, a twisted gaze, an open vein - a hart to bleed, a mouth to feed, the price is high if i suceede - sollace lost to higher ground, place all theses dreams in lost and found - a touch brings tears and two deaf ears, help build a wall around my fears - a need so deep brings loss of sleep, sanity is yours to reap - a dark and simple vow is made - to move along - to let it fade - a wisdome of my own designe, tuck it all away, in no one confide.