I wanna put my hands on the walls of the alley behind me, feel the bricks and cement crumble as I caress them with my blood and tears.
let me out, I don't want to breathe, set me on fire and let me burn my sins, if only it was that easy... I cant breathe.
can you take me home again? dragged by my feet, stirred through the dust and mud, it feels like I can think now or I can at least feel.
walking down the alley of death the shadows that stare at me, they don't scare me no more they wait for me to be one with them.
broken pieces of mirror lay around my feet, I push away with each step. the hanging thread around my neck not strong enough to **** me just leaves cuts and marks that once defined my past.
Somehow I still roam free, they haven't put me away yet free to hurt and destroy, like a toxin left in drinking water or poison injected in the air I **** with my whispers and yet I walk free... chained by my sins, alive, dead and alive again.
I know you think I'm someone, somebody you control, but I've fought through hell and the devil itself lost.