Dream
Those fists won't reach where she lays tonight
Your little star in the sky just fell
For every minute she spent in your heaven
Was just a minute more in her hell
Away from this world is her place in this world
Where the sun's rising doesn't bring with it pain
You have lost her now
She has forgotten you now
Her nightmares and secrets washed away
The past won't escape with your tears
Forever encased in hollowed out soul
And that day when the smoke finally clears
Your dark, empty life will be the only one you know
This picture of her
Dead in your arms
Will hang from the nail
That she drove through your heart
Your little star in the sky just fell
Bought some new picks. They're shit. Practice. New song. Lunch was cold. Thomas is back. New pants, new walk. Wish Danny had sixth lunch. My brother and I got some music recently and today.
Between The Buried And Me - Self Titled CD
Hateplow - Moshpit Murder
Hopesfall - A Types
Throwdown - Haymaker
Psyopus - Ideas of Reference
I just want to scream, but I'm too tired.
I just want to dream for hours, days, weeks, years, lifetimes.
It's one of those nights where I want to go to sleep and just not wake up.
Your little star in the sky just fell
For every minute she spent in your heaven
Was just a minute more in her hell
Away from this world is her place in this world
Where the sun's rising doesn't bring with it pain
You have lost her now
She has forgotten you now
Her nightmares and secrets washed away
The past won't escape with your tears
Forever encased in hollowed out soul
And that day when the smoke finally clears
Your dark, empty life will be the only one you know
This picture of her
Dead in your arms
Will hang from the nail
That she drove through your heart
Your little star in the sky just fell
Bought some new picks. They're shit. Practice. New song. Lunch was cold. Thomas is back. New pants, new walk. Wish Danny had sixth lunch. My brother and I got some music recently and today.
Between The Buried And Me - Self Titled CD
Hateplow - Moshpit Murder
Hopesfall - A Types
Throwdown - Haymaker
Psyopus - Ideas of Reference
I just want to scream, but I'm too tired.
I just want to dream for hours, days, weeks, years, lifetimes.
It's one of those nights where I want to go to sleep and just not wake up.