Memoirs Of A Roadkill

Fire friend, you're chasing hollow sheells

perfect ten with a perfect tale to tell

all the choirs screaming, let them in

shut the door, and share their passionate skin

in a trance, so no one dares to speak

what if we lose, what if they known we're too weak

Wish I'd told you all

wish I'd shown you all them places where we can never go

when all the words turned cold

eyes wide open, wish I'd closed them, 'cause now it just won't let go

Shelter ghosts to show who we could blame

nothing to show for, nothing to write to my name

now when the hands all sing your song

my breath is poison, all I know it is gone

speak now, you better go in peace

forgiven words, forgotten all I've seen