Lost in holes.


Shattered memories; cast my life aside.
Living inside a hopeless hole I begin to die.
Lost in a moment of bliss inside a song;
What went wrong? What is going on?
What is the meaning of a life without meaning?
Nobody ever cared about me, before we did it.


In sin we discover our lover wrapped up tight;
In love we are never truly happy in this life.
In pain we protest and banish your kind words;
What kind of world would let me fall in love with her?


Tear me apart with every tear that drops;
Cut me off from any chance of reaching the top.
I drop.
Now here I kneel praying for more pity;
Discover me, empty.


Through slits in the atmosphere I find a new way to escape.
A place to hide; a place I can play.
Because of holes in my soul, I can no longer pray;
In places people live, I hide away.


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