what are you swinging for?
swing for the fences or sit down
break the fence and then another
bloody face look away
cornered in an empty room
with nowhere to run
stand on your platform
today is your day
touch the dying feeling and the flame will burn you dead
you said it yourself, but you don't know what i've done
and you cant see this dream that just wont leave me alone
my mind is fixed on this
the tracks desolate
with something to shock
i think i'm in shock
someone knows my sin
now bury that thought
sick and sadistic
the karma
moonstruck red
the blood drips
clouds
uncover
scared
they witness its over