| Hiding (Tunnel)
Sitting in a tunnel,
Light at either end,
Nothing is left.
Nothing to lend.
I feel as if i'm falling
Into an obiss.
People shouting, calling
It's not me they'll miss.
I'm lonely, alright
In this place...
I'm loosing my sight.
Drifting in space
By closing my eyes.
I won't believe what you say anymore!
You've fed me too many lies. |