I walked the line between commitment & disobeyance I drank the poison that made eyes turn grey Born a wild child with no mercy for consequence I fell
When I think about it yesterday Can't see death the way it used to be When I think about it today Someone was victim of a crime in Room 209 Playing
Her severed head looked at me and she said Don't leave me here, take me with you She kept on talking and wondering, yea Askin' me what I was going to
It's just a dream coming over and over again The truth is twisted by a restless sleep Watching in slow motion entering the headless boogeyman As the
