Please dont walk away, I want you to hear what I gotta say. I never had anyone ever care for me, I never had anyone ever there for me. If you would listen to me instead of callin me names, I would explain why Im shakin and Im goin insane. My mind is on vacation, Like a conversation, Im like a radio, with static on every station. Still I wanna know will I be normal again You say its bullshit and tell me that its all pretend But if its false then why dont the demons just disappear? And if its untrue then why am I seein them crystal clear? Because I do, the mirrors turnin blue. And soul after soul keeps walkin right through. Theyre livin in my house and livin inside my head, Some sleep inside the closet, others sleep under the bed.
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 04:59:00 +0000
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