you were a call
that I couldn’t put down
you stayed in my mind late into the night
my dark passenger
its war in my mind
as you sharpen the blades
I try to be good but its not as good as being
insane
could you tell me if I
have a chance to be free
cause it burns every hour of every day
being me
I’ve got pockets of ease
I’ve got slides of decay
i’ve got a mind full of people that I once loved
and betrayed
I go looking for fear
down the alleys and homes
it’s a war in my mind but I can’t shake off
the joy in my bones
could you tell me if I
have a chance to be free
cause I know i can love
I know that I’m doing
more harm to me
it’s the flashbacks
the blood
it’s an essential need
i’ve gotta get back to the boy
that was taken from me