Shattered dreamz, violent screams
im running from a forse i've never seen
and im tired of being a puppet in this show of fiendz
come cut my stringz
Now hold me up
my demons are coming--i thought i was tough
but when they seduse me i can never get enough
Now falling to my knees i've grown weak
i open my mouth, but unable to speak
so i hide my pain in a sea of chains
locking them up, so i can refrain from going insane
under these waves are serenity
my music helps break the fall
come inside hear my demons chant their call
cursing my soul
destined to be buried
behind this wall
Kris Gaskins |