Thoughts Unsaid (then forgotten)

Standing on mud

Can I stick with it?

Under my sleeves not caring me home

And why would you care for what’s behind all this

If you never gave a damn?

I Carry away those thoughts and I think to myself

Is it mean to be clear,

Or am I fair being unclouded?

And yes I see can that be

All lasting - all last days

Lost in town

i’d say

here’s a can of spray paint

Should my soul today

Ramble around the town of duty and

Walk myself dangerously

With my mind I trouble all night

Thinking about all the situations and kind

And tear myself down

A terrible act happened in there

And we know that

Once something is seen not much can be done

Though in my sleeps again that will be shown

At the hall of all that was unsaid

Oh am I supposed to carry all these burdens around

All these troubles I release them all

So I reach God

I reach god

I reach god

And I call her around

She says girl you better keep your both feet on the ground and just

Boom boom boom boom

Ok know what?

Spinning all round

Not all will be revealed

They won’t like the way that looks

They won’t like the way that sounds

Should that be shown or not?

Well Some things are too surreal

So they never never will

But they are still living in my head

spreading underground

being hidden from despair

charged since it was found

Until is all forgotten

Until is all forgotten

Until is all forgotten