he sits there watching, as his life turns to dust
but what's the point, if there's no one to trust?
he just sits there, waiting for something to do
but when'll he realize, he's being torn in two.
why cant he see, that there's no one left
no human alive, can ever clean his mess
as the ashes of his broken life, get blown away
he starts to wonder why.
everything is breaking down infront of him
no one there to ever see him sin
he sits alone trying not to cry,
not to give up, trying not to die.
he's falling down, down to an empty hole.
there's no more love, nothing to clean his soul.
with all his hate building up inside
his only choice is to run and hide.
as his tears run down his face,
he looks at his life in complete disgrace.
he needs to brush up, but he doesnt know how,
how can he rebuild this sick old town?
it's gettin darker and the end is near,
he misses those whispers that he cannot hear.
he's losing his breath as he's passing the line,
the line between truth and the end of time.
so many tears in one so young,
but there was nothing that we could have done.
he's bleeding out and he's falling down,
now we just wait till he hits the ground.
now his soul lives on inside of us,
he is the true meaning of love and trust.
when all is lost and there's no more pride,
just think of of him and of the way he died.
You need to be a member of The Red Jumpsuit Alliance to add comments!
Join The Red Jumpsuit Alliance