Song in Progress, Untitled.

[lvl_a_t_t]

Just before he closed his eyes. Before the very last time. He wrote in the concrete. Etching his name in his own little grave. He would breathe out the night to inhale the day but its all in vain, breathing pain. He was to die anyways.

My thoughts they're racing, my feet they are pacing. For the day of days. Midday of days to take that trip down, down so far.I seen how, how they all look at him. Seen how they treated him, so how..he's gone now. See how he slept alone.

Take tomorrow, like today. Cause just one time like this should last for two. Before we, before he set himself free, let him be. Before we shackle those wrists, to the bed. To be, to breathe this eternal night. Turn out these lights and make today a yesterday.

My thoughts they raced, my feet they paced. For the day of days. Midday of days to take that trip down, down so far. So how, how they all look at him. See how they treated him, so how..he's gone now. See how he sleeps alone.

Let me die, just let me die. I want to spend this time alone. Free from questions, free from answers. Free from all those prying eyes, looking into my dying eyes. Why can't they all just leave me alone. They don't know they more I see the for I want to be...dead.