21 grudnia 2011
Script The Mind
Behind my walls I'm safe
Within these walls I'm scared
And slowly but surely
Time passes on
Never wanting
Never waiting
Just hoping
For us to spawn
Listen for it
You can hear it calling
This is the dream
Where you start falling
These forgotten eyes
Have seen many things
And much more to come
With days not fasting
Finding my way to a window
Climbing through
Killing the man with no widow
My turn to fill these shoes
Believing in a book
That scripts the mind
Is like scaling a mountain
When you're blind
And one of these days
You'll go insane
Can't find the way out of this maze
And you're the only one to blame
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