A Hole Without Soul
I've been drawn in
a demon daze
passengers stare at my demon face
turns into demonic phase
for I'm stuck in these
demon days
counting down, three to one
two is irrelevant
at this junction
must it simply, not exist
for two is just a dying wish
throwing up threes for far too long
concentrate body or mind
yet spirits gone
and nothings nothing without a soul
the slightest load seems hard to hold
draggin on, dazed for days
must be stuck in my demon ways
as my badness points within
only hurting whats next to him
demon demon, you stole my spirit
try to remember through thoughts and lyrics
a story that seems foreign to me
like the touch of a real lady
shady palms cover darkened skies
i just nod to the passer bys
as if I'm saying good luck with life
but I really cut myself with knives
to alieviate a hidden pain
wrap it up then it bleeds again
when I'm feeling down and out
my spirits running, and its almost run out
this existance means little to me
but a higher reason is calling me
will I answer or ignore
everything I killed worth fighting for
gone away is my love
fabricated like the one above
so I created a new found feeling
the pain of loss made love more reeling
as it evades me, I still pretend
that when I'm happy, a pure love feeling
it brings about an inner peace
I'm a non-existing, forsaken being
who once climbed the forbidden tree.
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