Dec 23, 2004 22:00
i'll walk on eggshells for a while
find myself on thin ice
it's too much weight for your soul
we'll just rip the seams til it's gone
you're face is too faded, much too dull
they'll slice your belly with a razorknife
leave you scattered, only with your dignity
hallucinations, they're just sad memories
people you've hurt on the road
reaching for you with neon color
until you're gone
i'm walking, i'm runnin for my life
but my feet wont take me
they won't save me this time
karma thats come to face you
and you're too close to run.
you can't hide from ghosts, they walk through walls
you can't hide from ghosts, they walk through walls
going down that path at a million miles per hour
and you look in the mirror,
and you don't know who's real
something's got to give, it might as well be you
something's got to give, it might as well be you
something's got to give, it might as well be you
something's got to give, it might as well be you