Blink Till Black
Artificial Spontaneous Combustion
And...Everything is a shredding droneWish I could slice the silence but it's all.... Air....Release the tension, forget it was,Mentioned in my head, as the clocks barley ever seem to,Tick, and I feel insane while no one can notice, never know....No one feels the shiver of the second before and after every single noise,All of then sounding drawn out....But how could I have thought this, while time is disappearing....It never fails to disintegrate....Half of my head burns it faster, the only left over thoughts drowns out all memory, so, so, slow....
From Letras Mania