She Fled Into a Dark Oblivion On the Rise

She Fled Into A Dark Oblivion On The Rise She fled into a dark oblivion on the rise mad race into its dark devil's eyes. Just another fix, her body had its needs who cares if everything else bleeds? Needle and a spoon - O' what a damn song clown in love, sadly tagging along. Oh baby! I will love you even more tonight I need my fix, so we don't fight. And the wicked demon, he was not evil rum a beast with her under its thumb. Not a conman selling his slick little lies nor hidden storms in gentle skies. Just a needle with its pointy little head her laying in a haze upon her bed. Now I was there, the sad clown holding on a future day, my smile- it was gone! And that dark demon, flew in every day held her captive every damn way. And the clown tried to hold that place with tears streaming down his face! One day- The sad tears all dried on up he refused to be her empty cup. And away he flew to another dear Fate and then she held her bitter hate! Another excuse, needle to meet her arm just one more, for whats the harm? Resting there- beautiful eyes all a'glaze soon the comfort of a dead haze! She fled into a dark oblivion on the rise mad race into its dark devil's eyes. 12-07-2015