Where theres a poison,
You've got to get it out.
I think ive been here for way too long,
And its time to get away.
Ive left the song,
To find an answer to a question ive never asked.
I wouldnt be coloring my face with smiles,
If only there wasnt a borderline,
Between freedom and my life.
So let me go,
Or im gone.
I could get sick of all the complaints now,
But ive become what I tried to kill.
If only there wasnt a borderline,
Between suicide and my free will. |
