What ever
18. 2. 2007
Disasters strikes
I try to write, describe the things I hold inside
Private of mind still keeps me distant
Disorder loombs above this room
I'm trapped inside this silent tomb
I'm trying to get my mind off resitance
What ever I say, what ever I write, what ever I do
I'm not getting through
what ever ...
I'm not getting through to you
Distuction's all
surrounds my hope
M y future seems to stay unknown
All alone in need of some asistance
Oh, here comes the fear again
Walls are closing in
Feels like I'm chocking
Oh, can't find the words to say
Drowning in thís pain
Smoke fills the air
Oh, here comes the fear again
Walls are closing in
Smoke fills the air.
