Finding the words is like the pain in my mind
Looking in the mirror crashing down
Having dropping beats that loss my sick heart
Wicked fast they drive the past like a cage
Pounding in my head like a sad drum
From the sky I fall down tonight
Face on the floor blood in my mouth
Blue waves drift me to sleep in the pit of my soul
Dead on the vine bleeding berries in the wine.
Crying in water that is my cup
Bitter taste what a waste life what is the point
You leave me quickly