Inspiration from a haunted house.
Random pain go insane can you feel what is real
Can you see how i bleed within me
it’s not fun but it’s only just begun
the rage like rain racing through my veins
can’t stop this clock that’s ticking, never ending
what’s the beginning
that’s what we need to know and these places we’re meant to go
is there more instore of this life we live some more
stuck like a tree with it’s roots in the ground
searching for something that will make a sound
all around these voices that give me choices
i need to choose just one maybe i’ll choose this gun or i’ll run
why am i the one, find the light out of all this fright
i better hold on tight to this life i’ve been given i guess i’ll have to stop sinin’
before it’s too late and i lose my place and my face starts to disappear
why am i here it’s unclear
the future is just a bird flying to places unheard up in the sky i don’t know why
it keeps coming back like an attack on my heart
i knew would come oh my gosh i think it’s begun, here it comes!
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