Escaping Through the Muzik Pt. 2

In my eyes your slowly dieing
Squinting my eyes
Slowly crying

Looking for a world that isn't there
In my world no one cares
Razors and Needles is what I walk on
Screwed up Thoughts and pissed on lawns

House's abstract
Every one lives there
Closing my eyes
Hiding from the Light
Only to see you holding me warmly in the dark

Don't worry I'll be just fine
Don't question I'll draw a thin line
Don't ask what to say, just do
Don't want it, well to bad, screw you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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