Hidden Comfort
i walk faster and faster in circles i go looking for the gate where does it go nowhere
trapped forever another minute in the oast how long will this restlessness last
back to grey just another day i am always unaware my lonliness is eating at me
like an open sore leaving me broken and beaten
so i pierce my tainted skin and blast my only comfort into my hungry veins
leaving me breathless i am completly taken - taken from my own circles
i have found my gate - to where - to no where but yet i'm so far away from it all
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