They say I need to speak more, I need a outlet. I've digging through the thoughts so long my fingers became calloused. the feeling in my palms so I reached towards the sky Hoping stars burn the fingerprints left there those lonely nights. I reach. It was a strange sensation, the lines in my hands became constellations. My not think or rough, I'm not strong enough To confront the night but the helps me sober up. I've traveled down the same road kicking yellow bricks Walking empty handed, pockets of false hope. at myself, he stared back at me Crossed his legs and asked, "Well do you believe?" I said, "The sky that I'm under resembles my And all the roads I walk are worn and broken Imitate the sheep still in wolf skin And pretend every I meet is my brethren. Got lost in somewhere between the seams When I stitched myself with lies and broken dreams I'm not complaining life's as as it can be Its just odd when the man in the mirror understand me. Even he could never know about the places been Or how it feels to have a crisis at ten. Strangely I before I ever hit twenty. I may just be a carcass but this looks lovely.
I sold my soul today. I my soul today. It worth what the devil paid.
If I did something then I apologize But at this point in my I like to feel alive. I know this was never really mine But it feels like it could be at times So tonight I that you come to understand This wasn't in the plan, all the footprints in the Led me to the truth, I finally I'm weaving through another ghost's life and that's alright. I'll keep my mouth but my tongue stretched acres I'll apologize now for I'll say later. But I guess it matter, every word gets scattered If I had to choose between silence or death, I pick the latter. And I did. There was too left unspoken Couldn't care less if the windows to my are broken. Sure it a mess but you shouldn't be distressed I'm not the only one that flew over the cuckoo's nest what wasn't lost, now I know the cost That a martyr must pay to signify a cause. Death doesn't care what you in As if faith is nothing more an escape from our demons. I regret nothing. I won't wake up tomorrow, I can assured I'll never use the time I borrowed So your eyes and forget me please So I be so embarrassed when I have to leave.
I sold my soul today. I sold my today. It wasn't what the devil paid.