these dreams taste like blood
they wake me up with violence
it's that time of the night again
the edge of dreams and memories
i'm hurling through space
the void tears open my face
the stars spin like marionettes
sleep is just death without the grace
that wrap around me like smoke
of my own burning
forced to close my eyes
dream of dim-lit rooms
grab on to a sliver of
a picture in my mind
who cares if my hands bleed
if i grin or scowl like a maniac
stuck to a day in my head
sucking dry the seconds
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i scream, you scream, we all scream, life is horrible.
they wake me up with violence
it's that time of the night again
the edge of dreams and memories
i'm hurling through space
the void tears open my face
the stars spin like marionettes
sleep is just death without the grace
still i wait to sleep again
curled up in my thoughtsthat wrap around me like smoke
of my own burning
forced to close my eyes
dream of dim-lit rooms
grab on to a sliver of
a picture in my mind
who cares if my hands bleed
if i grin or scowl like a maniac
stuck to a day in my head
sucking dry the seconds
----
i scream, you scream, we all scream, life is horrible.