The smoke tears down my throat
Filling my lungs killing me whole,
The ritual is done and they are all asleep
The picture is clear and there's nothing more to it,
Weeping mama and shaken dad is what I see
Shocked are my friends, who meant so much to me,
Traumatizing is the whole damn scenario
In the grave too I fear the sleepy hollow,
Today when I look back, I feel nothings achieved and everything's lost
After my death it's no use digging the past.
Filling my lungs killing me whole,
The ritual is done and they are all asleep
The picture is clear and there's nothing more to it,
Weeping mama and shaken dad is what I see
Shocked are my friends, who meant so much to me,
Traumatizing is the whole damn scenario
In the grave too I fear the sleepy hollow,
Today when I look back, I feel nothings achieved and everything's lost
After my death it's no use digging the past.
No comments:
Post a Comment