Should I give it another try?
Should I fall in love or die?
Should I shoot for the stars?
Should I break through the bars?
I have so many questions
I need answers to
I have so many questions
I need answers too
Will I go to another place?
Will I live after my life?
Will I cast the first stone?
Will I break another bone?
I have the questions
That have no answers
Just call me crazy
And leave a message at the beep
"People think you're like that all the time, but I don't think that. I just usually write when I'm depressed" -Robert Smith
Sunday, July 08, 2012
Psycho
The blank white walls
The blank white walls
The padded walls
The padded walls
Come save me, Lord
Come save my, Lord
Don't break my heart
Another time
The book writes itself
The motives inate
The need to create
The failure to anticipate
The bars on the door
The bars on the door
The holes in the wall
The holes in the wall
Come save me, Lord
Come save me, Lord
Just set me free
Another time
The blank white walls
The padded walls
The padded walls
Come save me, Lord
Come save my, Lord
Don't break my heart
Another time
The book writes itself
The motives inate
The need to create
The failure to anticipate
The bars on the door
The bars on the door
The holes in the wall
The holes in the wall
Come save me, Lord
Come save me, Lord
Just set me free
Another time
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