How I wish I could surrender my soul;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
Shed the clothes that become my skin;
See the liar that burns within my needing.
How I wish Id chosen darkness from cold.
How I wish I had screamed out loud,
Instead Ive found no meaning.
I guess its time I run far, far away;
find comfort in pain,All pleasures the same:
find comfort in pain,All pleasures the same:
it just keeps me from trouble.Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
Ive heard what they say, but Im not here for trouble.
Its more than just words: its just tears and rain.
How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind;
Hold memory close at hand,Help me understand the years.
How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
How I wish I would save my soul.Im so cold from fear.
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