All my heads are tails
All i have known was wrong
All i had was gone
i thought i heard him scream
i thought i knew why
i'm loosing grounds and gaining speed...
lost it all in my sleep
dried his patience till its tip
from 5 ft 6 to six foots deep
so i let him be,
and he set me free
now i live in my mind
and stay on the edge
its beautiful here
and beautiful there
i knew the truth
and could make it rhyme
the words where worthless
and a waste of time
am not totally gone,
just on the edge,
its safe because its not,
i live for all its worth.
am confused in whats true or false
but i never stopped writing it
facts in fiction, vision or dream
wont stop still my heart caves in.
lost?
wont know until i cant find my way
wont care because there's less to pay
wont ask because there are all the same
the heads the tails my bags of shame
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