Followed the night, got caught in a fight
lost sight, of that one guiding light
Drunken ballerinas prance in a centaur-like fashion
lit fires burn my mind
I walk through forests but only to find
the only one I ever loved
left me blind
I don't think I'll ever belong
to this sphere of time
Numbing myself to not feel the now
The show is over
lost sight, of that one guiding light
Drunken ballerinas prance in a centaur-like fashion
lit fires burn my mind
I walk through forests but only to find
the only one I ever loved
left me blind
I don't think I'll ever belong
to this sphere of time
Numbing myself to not feel the now
The show is over
(and I take a bow)
1 kommentar:
Hög igenkänningsfaktor där, ja. Med numbing och allt och blöööh. Fint skrivet.
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