The Voice Of My Thoughts
The Voice Of My Thoughts1 min 98 1 min 98
Every part of you tastes bitter, whispered my thoughts
You're are a loner, a goner
Relative to what dwells inside you, change made you dogmatic
All your decisions are firm and filthy.
The insight to your happiness is in your vivid nightmares,
dreams are an obstacle, they never come true but they keep you going
Come what may, fate holds a better place for everyone, so is for the devil.
Better days are dreams, the reality is what you work hard for, for it to gleam
Tears no longer numb your pain, it hurts, your everyday reigns in despair so will your last hope.