A slave to the memories
Bound by the ankles
My mind is always overseas
The flashbacks take over me.

What the ******* take me for?
My mind and heart are always at war
You don’t even have a clue
I’m gonna go tie a noose
Hang myself over all my troubles,
Try to save me,
    don’t be subtle.

You can cry and you can try,
Hey, don’t stress it,
I’ve already been dead inside.
Ain’t that a kick?
It don’t even matter,
So when my soul starts to shatter,
Don’t act like you didn’t know,
Saig will come and steal your soul.


(a.f.c)