Religion At It's Worst
It seems the world loves me too much today
What are they thinking?
And everything I touch turns into
Gold...
In darkness the choir is singing
Can this be as false as I think it seems?
I can see them glowing
You smiled at me and said something
Strange...
Oh, can you guess where I’m going?
There’s a place, it’s just one town over
Dark, dark and loud
I cried, there reaching out for I think it was
God...
What’s freedom with only one way out?
View User's Journal
uh huh
 |
