HOME | DD

Description
When sences are blocked by little things
Like buzzing of bees or A whispering breeze
You become some one only truely known just to me
The person no one really sees
The one drowned under the wave
Whispering, crying
Yelling in pain
All you people who have some life
Never understand the price
the price of life,an empty life
A life not worth living,
Even if you could pay,
Yourselve a hundred dollars a day
It still woldnt help with the withering pain,
Of life softspoken,choked with rage
Never again shall I be the same,As I Found out truely that I wasnt sane
I was all by myself in a merciless wave..
And then I wished for those simple Distractions,
Like that buzzing bee, or the whispering wind..
Now I truely understand,
What power life is at hand,
the black hate and rage it can withstand
It cant be spoken,
It cant be killed,
Live goes on,
With those roller coaster chills..

Description
When sences are blocked by little things
Like buzzing of bees or A whispering breeze
You become some one only truely known just to me
The person no one really sees
The one drowned under the wave
Whispering, crying
Yelling in pain
All you people who have some life
Never understand the price
the price of life,an empty life
A life not worth living,
Even if you could pay,
Yourselve a hundred dollars a day
It still woldnt help with the withering pain,
Of life softspoken,choked with rage
Never again shall I be the same,As I Found out truely that I wasnt sane
I was all by myself in a merciless wave..
And then I wished for those simple Distractions,
Like that buzzing bee, or the whispering wind..
Now I truely understand,
What power life is at hand,
the black hate and rage it can withstand
It cant be spoken,
It cant be killed,
Live goes on,
With those roller coaster chills..