Lance
12-11-2006, 02:30 AM
Glad I found these forums. Few of my Latest...
Escape Addict
So fast it rolls inside your head.
Exactly what you thought thought I said.
You twist and turn upon your bed.
An outward sign of what I dread.
Nothing left to give you, it's already gone.
I see it now, the tearful day.
The day that I must go away.
And I wont know just what to say.
Cause I was never meant to stay.
Nothing left I can do, I must travel on.
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Spillage
Just another empty feeling.
Product of the rain.
Just another way of dealing with all the f**king pain.
Solitary mindset, gripping me again.
Will I always be a dreamer?
Or, will I one day fold?
It's hard to be a dreamer when they're tearing at your soul.
Tired of the battle, fighting for control.
Who the hell sells happy?
Who the hell buys souls?
Cause I don't have a f**king penny and my spirit's full of holes.
Poor from every aspect, low below the low.
But, I'm stronger then you're thinking.
Yes, I bear my burdens well.
Anything is heaven, when you're already in hell.
Can't get no god damned lower when you've already gone and fell.
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Walls
With all the walls around you and nothing left to see.
The feeling now surrounds you, won't ever let you be.
So take a look around you and realize your alone.
The walls that now surround you my friend are all your own.
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Labyrinth
To look inside one's self is to look inside a maze.
A never ending labyrinth that changes with the days.
Some passageways are scary and some of them are not.
But, all are ever changing, transforming with a thought.
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Perspective
It's not looking at things as others see.
It's looking at things as they ought to be.
It"s not seeing the things they want you to.
I'ts seeing the things they hide, the truth.
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Hope you enjoy.:)
Escape Addict
So fast it rolls inside your head.
Exactly what you thought thought I said.
You twist and turn upon your bed.
An outward sign of what I dread.
Nothing left to give you, it's already gone.
I see it now, the tearful day.
The day that I must go away.
And I wont know just what to say.
Cause I was never meant to stay.
Nothing left I can do, I must travel on.
----------
Spillage
Just another empty feeling.
Product of the rain.
Just another way of dealing with all the f**king pain.
Solitary mindset, gripping me again.
Will I always be a dreamer?
Or, will I one day fold?
It's hard to be a dreamer when they're tearing at your soul.
Tired of the battle, fighting for control.
Who the hell sells happy?
Who the hell buys souls?
Cause I don't have a f**king penny and my spirit's full of holes.
Poor from every aspect, low below the low.
But, I'm stronger then you're thinking.
Yes, I bear my burdens well.
Anything is heaven, when you're already in hell.
Can't get no god damned lower when you've already gone and fell.
------
Walls
With all the walls around you and nothing left to see.
The feeling now surrounds you, won't ever let you be.
So take a look around you and realize your alone.
The walls that now surround you my friend are all your own.
------
Labyrinth
To look inside one's self is to look inside a maze.
A never ending labyrinth that changes with the days.
Some passageways are scary and some of them are not.
But, all are ever changing, transforming with a thought.
------
Perspective
It's not looking at things as others see.
It's looking at things as they ought to be.
It"s not seeing the things they want you to.
I'ts seeing the things they hide, the truth.
------
Hope you enjoy.:)