My grief is anchored in the rain I feel the pleasure and the pain But happiness is mine And I feel fine Pastel shades Shades of gray I'll fade away
Boredom envelops me Drifting comatose me Eyes fight to stay open Yawns take control My knees easily slides and glide Again I'm an outsider Quietly observing
Speaking in rhythms And talking in tongues Burning down buildings Of people you shun Fast and fearless Deadly smooth Basic movements of a Painfull mood
I'm falling in hate With this place Days trickle by Like a stream I need to go off Like a bomb Before I explode I need to go I'll feel no remorse When
True you ride the finest horse I've ever seen Standing sixteen one or two With eyes wild and green You ride the horse so well Hands light to the touch
Sitting in the silent twilight The purple half light Of the twilight Wrap the night around me Blanket of black on my back I feel safe in the darkness
Bruised she feels Insecure and jilted Like a thief he tried to steel her soul Slyer than his easy smile He tried to use her for a while Underneath she
Cigarette smoke swirls I Contemplate the circles of Smoke rings that he blows Contemplating you Chained to his memory Remain in this reverie Chained
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No tomorrows Left in shadow I like the discipline to Face the waves and Drown inside of them My nature is to spin like a Grain of sand whenever a tide
