Broken child
By Matthew
I want you dirty on the inside I want to tear my soul, to rend my mind I want you to see what I see I want to be sad with the world around me Smell the burnt hear my blood pound Feel the heat hear me hit the ground Feel the street hear the screaming sound Run away and hope you won’t be found Take my life and grind it all away Don’t make it last for another day Feel the darkness creeping in See the fool and how we won’t win The spike of light in my head Tearing a hole to leave me dead The wall of spikes surrounds my bed The sin surrounds me like a flood How can I survive this sea of blood? My footsteps vanish in the stinking mud Their faces crack wide and they smile How can I dream when my soul is vile? Is there hope for this broken child? Do as I do see as I see Feel as I feel weep as I weep Sin as I sin fade as I fade Live as I live die as I die How long can they force the lie? How long until all will die? How will we face the final mile? Will there be hope for this broken child? Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 03:28 PM PST 0 • 1
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"I want you dirty on the inside..."