trying to pour my soul on the paper
trying to stop the blood from rushing
the stains on my jacket tell all
from that fatal fall

my head hit the windsheild
my body suffocated from the seatbelt
i saw your smile leave my mind
i couldnt see who i left behind

im being skinned alive
im dying in my mind
save me from the maddness
waiting in distress

its lik the larvae in the brown paper bag
its the dirt in the play-doh
its evey little thing i remember
its everything i know

i am drowning in my nightmare
i living in a black hole
i know in my mind ur gone
i am still listening, never 2 go along

i tripped on my feet
i fell through the door
i asked you why
u said not i
not i


 
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