there are lies we tell ourselfs to protect ourselfs from what we dont want to face from things that never see the light of day
there are truths we tell ourselfs over and over till they loose their power to persuade a change of course
iv been down many roads that tho i never would have said out loud i was terrified every inch of the way there have been paths that i followed knowing that i was blinded to the blades arrayed against me but i never hesitated a single footstep
standing here on the edge with you looking so fine in your skintight jeans one breast showing thru the threadbare fabric and your eyes on fire with all the things your feelin your words sharp and quick like knives with all the things your knowing
there are lies we tell ourselfs to cast aside caution to throw away reason and right now im trying to find those lies to tellΒ Β myself to blind me to all the reasons i shouldn't follow you shouldn't leap with you into the fire below into the certain death i see into the darkness you curse