Okay now let’s get this off my chest.
We’ve made a burden for my travel.
Pulled me down into your deepest depth.
Should’ve left me on the calm cold surface.
You know you make my soul scream. Will I ever survive?
These burdens take away from my dreams.
Voices calling out from the dark.
The night is an allusion for the lonesome.
Have patience for once and find some for yourself.
Unless the higher feeling takes over.
You know you make my soul scream. Will I ever arrive?
Or will these screams define my dreams?
Own a beginning the ending is where I lack.
Soft killer of the in between.
Strapped for strength I’ll find my way back.
At least this time I came clean.
You know you make my soul scream.
Will I ever survive?
These burdens take away from my dreams.