To America
You say you do not fear Me then You do not fear death itself for My soul
he plays his feelings out in the beat of his drum not realizing it’s taking the life right out of him
Did you know I’ve cut myself Watched myself Bleed Did you know
Don’t tell me you love me Don’t tell me you hate me Don’t say you
The time passes by with the anquish of tears The pain and sarrow are
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
ring ring the final day is done ring ring time is up ring ring
Have you ever had your heart torn in two You don’t even know if the pieces
I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword
a love that’s so close and yet so far within arms reach yet i
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
Who am i to you? Am i boy or girl? Am i life
What do you do when you’ve screwed up this bad and you’re not sure that it can be fixed