Fira-Jones

Feel it feel it seeping in you've never walked inside my skin you'll never walk inside my skin sleeping sleeping sleeping in pills make drowsy days once louzy slipping sleeping in creeping in creeping in noone hears it creeping in the black the crimson creeping in upon the fringe step on the fringe the darkn'd colors seeping in seeping deep inside my skin come and play, come and play watch the whole world bleed today!   the murky blacks and muddy reds convince me all just might be dead scratching in scratching in I feel the screams just scratching in   fighting-fighting to escape fighting-fighting wide awake

Feel that rope around your neck feel that strangle in your skin feel that tearing in your heartstrings and you don't know how to deal scratching at the fraying ropes scratching at my freying mind scratching at that mental itch you keep feeling all the time bleed the thoughts out of your system bleed the sleeping from your mind bleed the seeking poision seeping through the ever waking wined Sleeping river beneath glass little ripple running red little ripple running red little ripple running red don't even think you're even dead sitting girl upon the bank such a river running rank such a river running rank such a river running

It's that little inkling at the back of your mind It's that swirling mass before your eyes the oldest cells the youngest kind the loosest knot the ties that bind sleeping serpent of thought... a curtian call a curtian palls outside yourself, you twitch and fall Random, I know. SLEEPING SOUND SleepinG SounD SleepingSound sleepingsound ............................ awakenedsilence AwakenedSilence AwakeneD SilencE AWAKENED SILENCE let's close our eyes and see the light where only darkness lays now together we are one alone never worse or 'tall fargone our dream is only but a dream but really so much sweeter shared betwe