Experience these things

My chest digs further in and it gets hard to breathe

Don’t fight it 

Make this easy



Sometimes I wish I had wings

Fly far away from this life

It’s a long road

It’s a long road



As the water beads upon the window

Turn the sad song up on the radio

The fault with me is a memory

When the flesh moves on



Such curiosity

These thoughts go on all day

And it takes hold of me

But fighting isn’t easy



Sometimes I wish I had wings

Fly far away from this life

It’s a long road

It’s a long road



As the water beads upon the window

Turn the sad song up on the radio

Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on

And the clouds block out the rays



When the feeling hangs upon a halo

I can only try my best just to let it go

The fault with me is a memory

And the things I have to say



Resting now, their bodies hit the ground

Nightmares creep over me I hear the sounds

(Yes they all hit the ground)

Children scream, their mothers bleed hung upside down



Scarlet ropes and sadistic minds surround me

I spent all of my life confined in secrecy

What you say? 

In spite a shell of what I am on the inside



Clouds of blackness abounding

There’s nothing about

I’m falling, I’m falling below

(There’s nothing about)



As the water beads upon the window

Turn the sad song up on the radio

Will the voices haunt when the flesh moves on

And the clouds block out the rays



When the feeling hangs upon a halo

I can only try my best just to let it go

The fault with me is a memory

And the things I have to say