kyle
03-20-2005, 08:58 PM
burried deep inside this bed.
i have made myself my own solitude.
it's nothing what you and i strive for.
somehow it's better than being deprived
of our fantasy.
a runaway train. that is basically the only
words to describe you and i.
we'll never come back.
we'll vanish as if we were ghosts that were
being held down by the living. (the selfish)
bastards are what occupy the place we
loathe.
so before we leave lets set this stove on fire
and watch it spread like a wild fire as this town
burns with desire.
we're in a better place.
we're in a place where they care.
i have made myself my own solitude.
it's nothing what you and i strive for.
somehow it's better than being deprived
of our fantasy.
a runaway train. that is basically the only
words to describe you and i.
we'll never come back.
we'll vanish as if we were ghosts that were
being held down by the living. (the selfish)
bastards are what occupy the place we
loathe.
so before we leave lets set this stove on fire
and watch it spread like a wild fire as this town
burns with desire.
we're in a better place.
we're in a place where they care.