quarta-feira, fevereiro 27, 2008

distress

the air is thick, so hard to breathe
this place is sick, why don't we go away?

my head is aching, i just wanna leave
i hate this room, just don't want to believe

in all this mess

the light is not enough, for me to stay
i've been mislead
time will erase this stain

before the sun goes down
i won't be counting wounds
with your words to heal them all

in vaults, lies the true bonds
i don't believe that they won't
blow from inside out to keep up

denial, forgetfulness
let it all behind
let it all drown

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