segunda-feira, 10 de setembro de 2012

Beneath My Conscious

Lifeless face, misplaced
They eat the diamonds
Lifeless face, you're misplaced
Shiny and sparkling above our heads

Your body is an extent
What can I do, I'm not relaxing
What can I do

Locked inside my soul
I see no door, I feel no floor
Too warm for me
Too cold for thee
It's okay to cease
I've stopped talking to ease

My concerns
Had many concerns
Will always live with concerns

So, what can I do with
So many concerns
Ohh, my concerns
They'll lead to my kill
Oh, beautiful kill

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