i feel the safe and warmth of my bed
the demons still hover over my head
i can never get away
its not safe in my safe place
i feel the comfort of the thinning sheets
its the finest place i have to bleed
these four walls are faded and falling in
this is the place where i hang my head
i have nothing to show for over the years
the accomplishments to face my fears
i have nothing to call my own
this is a hallowed place i call my home
i have no one left i can meet
loneliness i cannot beat
the sucking void is plugging up
its taking me, im afraid im stuck
its never very satisfied
i have no place that i can hide
she calls out from the darken mass
come to me, it comes to pass
i hear her foot steps fade away
i call, there is no answer. the answer is gone today
i have 18 years of misery
thats my really life true glory
of all the time i spent alone
i still have no place i feel is home
there we’re 8 long months of happiness
thats gone, now all i have its tepidness
im searching for a way out
i shout and shout, they cant hear me out
drowned out with the echo like all the rest
this is what i do the best:
nothing