Youre taking care of your instincts

No matter what you do

Your life could be so much better when everything is through

The demons that refused to let you go

They left with empty hands

You got to give it a try

Dont put an end to your life

Cause thats where you choke your last sigh


 [bad word] 

You gotta rise with me!

Cause youre so vulnerable... me!

No need for sympathy now...

Yet so admirable... say...



Your passion for art is your well hidden cure

Cause thats where you have a plan

Escaping could be such a movement now

In your fragile heart all so [bad word]