3 AM, out on the city streets. All is deserted but my mind. Inside, the walls break the windows blow out. It seems that no one can hear. Outside my screams just is a pretty face waiting just waiting to break.
Give me your hands... I'll let you feel the walls. I'll let you burn burn with the walls and me inside. You see, those walls.... are inside me... I'll let you feel the walls that capture me inside. But outside the walls there's just a pretty face waiting just waiting to break you.
You are now... one of us. You are the darkness as we are... We are the ones who hide- 3 AM, out on the city streets. I wait. I hear my screams- the horrible, gut-wrenching sounds seem beautiful now. I wait. I wait for you. Would you like to die with me today, dear?
My empty home... has nothing but a record player always singing the same song. Don't you wish. To be a part of those never ending notes. You are a part of me, a part of my home. But here I wait... for you. For outside the home lies a pretty face waiting just waiting to die with you today. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wow... kinna creepy. That's what you get for listening to AFI. o_o
XxFragmented_RealityxX · Thu Jun 25, 2009 @ 11:07pm · 0 Comments |