My Kind of Heaven

Thank God I made it here at times I faded throughout the years now I'm so far from empty I quit all that tempts me that only comes to bend me into a mold that was never mine As for the damage inside bundled up and hard as I swallow down the time I can't believe is been so long since I was not so strong now I'm content all day long being that which I could never reach Now I'm fine for all those kind of fair souls I met on the road now I'm free of poisoning the very essence that brought me to be And I am falling all the way back down there again in a place that Heaven couldn't possibly farther away from and its all quiet outside but I'm struggling on the inside I'm anything but lonely all my dead friends keep me company Seems I've grown invincible in my own sadistic world I've learned beauty's sometimes unseen so unconditionally obscene but it's my kind of something it's my own kind of Heaven at the bottom of this barrel I call Hell