My eyes have been open for too long
They sting when I search for relief
By closing
My eyes have seen dope fiends at age thirteen
They ask me if I have any sunshine
I say I'm terrified there's none
And I'm so afraid of the world waiting for them
In the darkness of their rooms
Whatever
Not an original thought has come from a mouth in so long
Just the same bitter, warped lips
Smoldering cigarettes
Whispering prayers
"My eyes have been open for too long"
Their hearts sting when they search for relief
by closing
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 2:47 AM UTC
My eyes have been open for too long
They sting when I search for relief
By closing
My eyes have seen dope fiends at age thirteen
They ask me if I have any sunshine
I say I'm terrified there's none
And I'm so afraid of the world waiting for them
In the darkness of their rooms
Whatever
Not an original thought has come from a mouth in so long
Just the same bitter, warped lips
Smoldering cigarettes
Whispering prayers
"My eyes have been open for too long"
Their hearts sting when they search for relief
by closing