This city is in ruins, not a soul in sight
All thats left is your wasted faith
As yhou stand atop the few remains
Do you hear that?
The swcreaming wind
Now that revolver in you hand
Seems to be your only friend
Your supposed heroes capes have fallen
Leaving you alone with reality
So roll the dice kid
Are you all in?
Lets retrace you steps
Back to that fucked up thing you called a childhood
Thats where this all began
Your dependence on others
Has now led to your own demise
So now its your choice
You decide...
Pull the trigger and take a step forward
Or lay in your own mess that you call a life
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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