Detour
This path I walk
has nothing left to offer
What more could I want
besides you...
My personal detour.
This path I walk
was never a choice
I thought I knew what I wanted
besides you...
My personal detour.
This path I walk
has devoured my own sunshine
Whats left for me in the world
besides you...
My personal detour.
This path surrounded by walls
has stained me with its grafitti
What more do I need
besides you...
My personal detour.
I've made my own map
I've created my own streets
I've manifested my own being
Beyond this detour,
Nothing is what I'm seeing.
---[ SKITZ ]--- 2008
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