No ones knows the darkness Other than one who knows... the darkness
I will always be an open door to listen.
Billy don’t lose my number No ones knows the darkness Other than one who knows... the darkness There is no snow There is no white Wings are clipped There is no flight Answers fly away in the air Leaving the human heart in despair Whiskey tumbles down the throat No more am I the ambitious goat Broken glass and twisted rope Dusk invites my... my final cry Love gave me peace for a while Then love became ill as death hovered Over caskets and flowers soon to be Dancing with my dead thoughts in the open air How do I say, I really do not care? Seeking death and pain, a solace I wear Angels greet those other than me I, deserving of the dirt, you shall never see The labyrinth of pain upon the graveyard paths Many shall walk, yet not a one will be Any angel that could take me to the sea Drowning in pain, the knife sets me free
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