Monday, January 24, 2011

Drift

ALONG WITH THE LINES IN THE SAND
I WILL DRIFT AWAY
NOTHING REMAINS THE SAME
THE SONG HAS CHANGED IT’S NAME

RUNNING RAMPANT THROUGH MY FUCKED UP MIND
A CONSTANT CURRENT, TAKING WHAT’S MINE
AMONG THE THIEVES, I STAND ALONE
THE SOUL I STOLE HAPPENED TO BE MY OWN

HAUL THE BURDENS - OF SORROW-FILLED EYES
HOLD EACH SIDE – OF SEVERED TIES
DRIFT, DRONE. I WANDER ALONE.
AVOID THE LIGHT IN A VOID OF DARKNESS

FUCK WHAT YOU HAVE
IT’S AS GOOD AS GONE

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