Train of Thoughts

Sunday, December 14, 2003

Space In Time.

Behind open eyes
No longer they see
Before it was true
Now lies the deceits

Give me the need
Cuz it helps to bleed

Falling, fall
Under the sun it freezes your heart
And breaks into pieces that turn into dust
Everything falls in that one space of time

The epitome of mind
Emotions deceived
For all of the times
You've chosen to believe

Give me the need
Cuz it helps to bleed
For all of yours deeds
So why don't you plead

Falling, fall
Under the sun it freezes your heart
And breaks into pieces that turns into dust
Everything counts on that one point in time

I am to you are to me a disease

by Tempered Mental

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