My End
Pick a side...
Peace? Love?
Feast? Famine?
and I rape to feed my fear?
Is there anyone left to be near?
I don't know...
Feel my heart
a beaten drum
Tick, ticking away
so slow I've got no soul
I'm the only one who's dead and cold
when I drown
I can hear you grieving, yeah
Can your mind believe
what your eyes can't see
This is my pipedream
this is my end...
Sick and trite
I pick a fight...