I... I stand, not crawling, not falling down. I... I bleed, the demons that drag me down. I... I stand, (for nothing), not crawling, (the center), not falling down (of calms within the eye) I... Ill bleed, (for no one), The demons, (but myself), that pull me down (for me and no one else). Goodbye, sunshine, Ive put it out again, sad. Im over, personalities, conflicting, I dont need you, or anyone, but me. Ill just be, living my own life. I feel my glowing center grow, infecting. I feel alive, Shovel dirt over lime, plant it in myself to sit like a seed under covers of earth and just be. Sinners, pointing fingers at me. -Not Falling (Mudvayne)
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 15:43:13 +0000