Jun 21, 2005 00:33
I’ll need a pistol in my right hand
my head on the left.
And someone to pull the trigger
in case, I can’t
I’ll need a window to jump out
and my legs to dangle down from
And someone to push me out
in case, I can’t
To crucify one’s destiny
to feel the strength within thee
pierce thy palms so quickly
and leave thee to bleed
just leave me to bleed
I think I might blackout
I think I might fall apart
and just leave me to bleed
walls keeps caving all around me
it’s getting difficult to breathe
just leave me to weep