Take me,
hit me,
make me another one of your
trophies,
got this?
I'm part of this,
so don't become a beast.
Is too late...
you've crossed the line,
you just hit here,
I'm in the cage,
not fine,
not out there.
Bleedin',
waitin'
the day
that never
comes.
But I smile,
hurt,
with pain,
but that,
makes me smile,
hallelujah.
Not forever,
but whatever,
something is there,
a hope, a last,
at least,
here,
with me.
Maybe out there is,
an exception, an only,
but I'm the only in the cage,
destroyed,
watching rare videos of real life,
in my mind,
talkin' to the strange,
walkin' away of here,
with no one,
because there is no,
an 'away of here'.
Lost,
blind,
frost,
without the peace sign,
gettin' misunderstood,
lost, lost, lost.
Stomach,
tied, in knots.
Broken hearted,
abiotic, died, unlifed.
Fucked up, and infected.
But as Myles sings:
life must go on.