.357 to the face
nothing has ever been so cold on my face
but the cold steel is so comforting to me
i need that shelter from everything
but the more it rains the more holes are in my roof
the shelter disappears as the day goes on
and what began as a cry for help
becomes a wanting to leave, leave it all
i just want to believE
But since i was a child, there was controversy
The thought of forever
.. and ever.. and ever
And fucking for.. ever
let it roll in you brain, let it flip your mind.
and you possibly will want an answer as well..
or you shall make your own.