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moon lake inc.
Join Date: Oct 2014
Location: Detroit
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I like when wind blows softly
Through my veins, my cold icy veins And when I walked into the basement With the blood splattered on the wall Can I, please be warm? Can I make myself up to feel better? Can I know what my problems are? Can I find out when I need them? I like when wind blows softly Through my heart, my stone cold heart And when it explodes I don't feel the vacancy My vacant hotel room spot The I'll burst right through the seams Just to try and find and help myself Oh I hope, I hope that I'll know To kill for a while, at least I'll be complete I like when wind blows softly Through my ears My cold dead ears, that are freezing from the windchill Emanating from my stone cold heart So I guess I'll know, just what I know And I'll find out where and when I need to go The I'll see, yes I'll see That my journey will only see end when I see it fit And no longer hide in the tress The river bends around and we pretend And I'll show you until the day that we both die, and that day is inevitable Now I'll find another place to stand on my forehead where I will ponder on my own narcissistic rambling Now I'll find you again so far away from me, but not too far away to hear your screams because I am watching you again I like when wind blows softly Through my fear, my undead fear I like when wind blows softly And I love me, but hate me (it's clear) The I'll find, it's so clear When I hear you whimpering quietly by my ear Then I'll show you, oh yes I'll show you That this place is not one that you will know It's cold and I'll fear, oh yes I'll fear Fear the hypocrisy and greediness of my heart Then I'll inevitably die in your space I'll inevitably die, but for now I want to be close to you You are me, and I am you And I'll chop you up so I can have a clear thought once again I like when wind blows through my heart, I'll shake like a toothpick When I sing Softer... When I sing I'll play dead And I'll hang my only one and true goal Never let you just know how I felt that day But until then I'll cry above the bones that remind me most of you That remind me most of you As you do, as you do, as you do... P.S - Criticism welcomed, trying to make this album as humanly good as I can with the tools at my disposal |
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