• Im so sick of holes in my walls
    and of my bloody fist
    of my blood shot eyes and bruised up wrist
    Its like trying to find a truth
    in a lying world
    Like stones
    thought for pearls
    Here is where you found me
    with the dark closing all around me
    surround me
    unbound me
    So take me away from here
    take my weakness take my fear
    This dark is to much to swallow
    but this light is bright enough to follow