Life is in a warehouse
Hovered by the dark clouds
With the lightning trying to strike
Again! I am at a place where I was never meant to be
In time and space
My mind is free
Finally I learnt how to share
For you my dear…If only you could open up your mind and see
A fallen hero…A sunken tribe
Is not who I am…and I say this with pride
Living through a snakepit…I’ve survived this poisoned lie
As I walk amongst YOU people, being MYSELF and not faking mankind
Yes I was falling…I never knew I would one day hit the ground
I cant tell you if I am breaking down
But I learnt to live alone…
depending on this chemical independency
And I refuse to come to an end
I think I have realized what I could have been
Covering my face with my bravest mask
Black as the dead end of a hole, my sunken soul will be saved
Carve that knife deep within
Twist it coz I want to see you FUCKING cry
I’ll cry with you for the last time
To never be back again
No answer will come from me
Make me your worst enemy
Is there still something you see in the mirror?
Its time to face upto me
Love now just dies in my eyes…coz love is what YOU…meant to me……………………………………………….
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