Don't walk behind my falsehood
My image which may
Reflect your future
At this constant pace.
I find it more to stay content
Content with the infinite stream we call life.
I relieve all tension.
These are the breeding grounds of deceit.
Guidelines created from experience
A feeling of torture
Feeling unsure of where this will end
Tracks have been erased
For i am burdened with remorse
My image which may
Reflect your future
At this constant pace.
To stay
Content with the infinite stream we call life.
The struggle over our emotions
A feeling of torture
Feeling unsure of where this will end.
Creating a void in place of our future
We will grow now
