|
Post by KG on May 5, 2004 8:54:21 GMT -5
Pregnate with a lie Infested with the eye We can hold dear to the things that never matter
Comfort zones alive people never try I only hate to kill the things in my life that I like
With a closed mouth, we carry ourselves to hell with an open mind we allow the lies to fill us, well... If I was a god I could learn this song If I had a mind I could understand these words
Birthing the stillborn Aborted and uncontrolled And my generation is extorted for love
No one here can hear everyones cut off their ears and I cant stop this sun from setting
If i could kill myself, 100 times I could reach a happy state of mind If I could kill you too, set you free, oh god, the perfect gift for me WHy, can't we find a place to hide form this hate, and why do I feed myself to the wolves that can't wait to have me
With a closed mouth, we carry ourselves to hell with an open mind we allow the lies to fill us, well... If I was a god I could learn this song If I had a mind I could understand these words
|
|
|
Post by X x K e l Z x X on May 5, 2004 12:14:12 GMT -5
Powerfully written as usual, great job KG
|
|
|
Post by John Barnett on May 5, 2004 15:44:21 GMT -5
Very powerpacked...surged with energy and emotion.
|
|