| I heard the same story today of a man who fell in love with hate
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| And combined with the addictions that he faced, because to lose himself and
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| change
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| It’s so easy to call into a trap
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| A vicious cycle of good friends that can never give back
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| Always there to help when you need to escape
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| Never help with the healing, just to numb the pain
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| Barely giving you any mental state
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| Removing you from the fucking world you hate
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| And you always say
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| I see no future
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| I have no home
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| There’s no point in going on
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| These scars dig deep into my soul
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| I’m trying not to let go
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| How many more false words can you speak?
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| How much more suffering can you inflict?
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| And when the people ask what you did
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| I’ll lie to them and tell them of all the good you did
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| In the shadows resides all your hopes and dreams
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| That you threw away, all for nothing
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| And the light from the night sky shows all you did while we slept
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| Downstream is where your body will float, until it sinks
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| Dragged down by all the sins that you keep
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| Holding onto memories of someone I’ll never know
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| Trying to let go of all that remained when you selfishly left this world
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| Being so close to what haunts this soul, facing the same destiny
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| My story is untold. |
| My story is untold |