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Here i lie decaying words

words of wisdom

and words of pain

never ever will i get attatched again

to anything to anyone

everytime i try so hard

all i do is make believe that i could be someone else

god bless me for who i am

i trust myself in your hand

but outward i break down and cry

ill show you my hideaway

low beneath the creak, the deep secrets where they lay

ive found my own place to hideaway

if you knew me

youd know to stay away

theyve stabbed me in the heart

crimson bleeds ignites gasoline

above emotions that all flow again

ill keep you searchin for my hideaway

a palce you will never stay

my hideaway

where i will die slowly


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