So is this where I stand? Flicking mutters in the wind. With no place up to go save myself. I think my nerves rather thin.

I am black cold heart,  its been waiting for love. You, been waiting for love. You, are liars entrust. I am black cold heart,  its

I live in the midst of strangers, crawling down my throat. My life’s so abstract sometimes, I beg to choke. Reflections in the mirrors,  are

Sometimes you can’t try, but you can see me smile. While I scratch my head, I will look into the distance. I drifted to some

Reverberating attracting  through my vocal chords I cant say who will win. Now that the pendulum is dark, and is crushing the fringe, I can