born a self destructive suicide idol of bands of mercury and cyanide, coalescence of venom in a blood soaked tube human being, gas, carbon, hydrogen, chemical child, ashes burning from my eyes, these tires little particles wont go much further in this river of pain and dreams that act acid burning and detouring.
waling nightmares on the shadow side wake and breathe in ecstasy as they steal happiness and dreams from my human body being weak and afraid of the waking day. not to be seen on earth i wake and find the nightmare tearing me down and out a hole in my soul and ache in my brain the wont stop until i paid the debt, a debt one but not the other, a payment that will one day haunt me with the burden of death.
no no no not now,
diamond mazes, and crystal haze bring about the little child's tirade of pain and anguish,
God in the rough fading from my sight
heaven in the mud becomes just the mud
hell becomes real and fills my feel with bruised arm from needle marks
little boy full of scares
sorry to the world and my son
didn't mean to act this way on my way to the top but its just the way i am when i can be all the things i saw on the television
burning nose and little scars grow bigger in the adult
