Trapped like a rat in a cage,
Imprisoned by my selfish ways.
I am lost in a mind of a maze,
Time is up it's my end of daze.

I feel my feelings for you aren't adequately expressed, through the internet.
I need to see you face to face, for you to get a glimpse of the words and what they meant.

3 A.M. and my mind is on you.
This is me trying to be fine, without you.
I don't know, where this poem is going.
But at 3 A.M. I've found that I die without you.

Fair enough, home always *****,
But please dear, don't use a crutch,
Wherever you go, things are rough,
Life is about, learning this stuff.
So take your time, shake the rust,
Hold your breath and build up love.
Then this town will be yours to crush.

Taking a midnight stroll,
Through streets of memories, paved in gold.
Reforming and god I know,
Only I choose where I'll go.

The devil called and he wants my soul!
The burning hell's are calling me home!
The devil called and he wants me so!
I might just answer with a hearty hello!

The deals made and I'm into it.
One more month and i'll be a hit.
The deals made and is making me rich,
Dreams come true then fall off quick.

The devil called so long ago,
My time is up and I have to go,
The devil made a deal with me,
And now I suffer for eternity..

To trace your back, with fingertips,
To kiss your stomach, and then your lips.
If only I, could have just one last wish,
You and I; simply this.