23 lipca 2014
A Dead Heart Beat
Lets play a little game,
But the price is a heart beat,
Anyone can join,
But you must follow me,
Down this road of alcoholic pain,
Open your books, Take notes of the scene,
The bottle won't help,
And no one hears their screams,
Stand back and watch,
As they reach for the stars,
But they're too afraid to touch them,
They're cursed by their scares.
Do you see how it hurts?
How the pain never ends?
Remember if you take a chance,
To never tie your hands,
Their screams never stop,
And their hearts don't beat,
All they want,
Is to feel, Like you and me.