Constructing my world with clouded imagination
I have created my own ghost
Fall and hit the floor. Feel the pain and take in some more. You'll never know what its like to be like me
All these jaded roads that I will walk alone, all these faded memories of the ones I no longer know
80 more years, today I still can't find myself. And all I have is emptiness for you
Tell me the reason for your actions, why must you always tear me down? Constant battles bring a wave of depression, I am a broken man in an endless struggle
When will this end?
Fall back and hit the floor. Feel the pain and take in some more. Never know what its like to be like me
Tell me the reason for your actions, why must you always tear me down. Constant battles bring a wave of depression, I am a broken man in an endless struggle
When will this end?