A game of fictionary pictionary..
(nightmares)
I just took my departure.. Whit out a single kiss goodbye
Just to embark into a shadow of life and twisted crimes.
Were I saw one too many things that made me wish I was blind,
Were I heard lies in discuses that tried to try trick my mind!
But I pulled my head together and remained my conscience
And I made something out of nothing to face the nonsense.
...Whit a silence treatment!
(day dreams)
Just 'cuz I feel pain and agony doesn’t make me a casual-tee
So I play a game on live and my stakes are shattered dreams.
So pieces from pictures of love puzzles to a image of life,
That’s filling my mind whit light that's killing the night..
So in joy I stay silent.. Just as I do any ordinary day,
'Cuz I feel no need to speak when I know all there is to say.
...then I closed my eyes and fall back to sleep
"Just imagen what you can imagen whit out leaving your room"
"Inte konstigt att horan är fattig när hon jobbar på timlön!"
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