Falling into fear so deep
these words they seem to cut me
my blood is just a sheild
to hide the wounds inside me.
the trees whisper my name
and my soul carries me to the grave
somebody sleeping tonight
holds me down in their dreams
trying to destroy me
it's my fantasy to scream.
and i am HERE, im not invisible
and when i cry ,
i feel somewhat useful
it really doesnt make much sense
when someones reaching out to me
and i seem to come to conclusions
if that someones , Maybe me ?
bleed for me, dont fail now
hate is the key
and its what you hold towards me
what is REAL peace ?
the urge to kill our enemies
wait till the rain falls again
and pins you to the earth
and the maybe youll understand
the love we know is hurt.