Your symbolic gestures
We are born into a grave
Human life is worthless.
I wish I could see the world
as it is through your eyes
It's so beautiful and pure
It can hold no lies.
But I sit here alone
In this blood coloured room
And I know no one's crying for me
I can hear the walls speak
Only they share my pain
Only they know
These voices just won't let me be.
So maybe I can't see
The world through your eyes
But I see it
Through dozens of others,
Every world is so different
From others I've seen
Every night it gets harder to sleep
Cause they keep coming back
To show me I'm not free
But their words make no difference to me
I can look at the walls
And feel freedom within
The red stains always calm my sick soul
I have already lost
All I could ever gain
I have already learned how to fall
Now my inner peace
Is so much greater then their
Now I feel free to spit in their face
Cause they laugh at my sadness
They don't understand
What I paid for with blood to recieve
Is what they wish to erase.
המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.
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