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Dying

painting lime in shades of gray If I believed then I would pray that things would always stay the same, I know we're changing every day, I'm still afraid of dying

in your hands. You'll be dying in your own arms. BROKE DOWN!!! Left a wreck. BURNT OUT!!! A husk of a man. WASTED!!! But not nearly so close. I'm dying

I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die

Just tell me tonight will never end, becuase I have wanted this for so long. Time always finds a way to sneak up on you. Time will stop now. This will

Dear Mother, I am lost and the damage has been done. I'm in love with my old century fix and this needle can't be wrong, but I wonder, where do we go

you've taken the last of me the god's of your innocence shall not protect you from the hate of my wrath you've taken the last of me... blame the end

Injustice between brothers left un-mended, with no chance left to reconcile. Will you forgive me in my memories? For I can?t turn back the hands of time

(An unobtrusive observation from the outside, of the steady degradation of blossoming life.) All consumed with fire, raging on the injustice defiling

Dark skies and I?m drowning in the flood again. Endless affliction sent to torture my soul. Why does this misery follow me? Why can?t I escape this pain