xAlexisonfirex
07/23/03, 08:54 PM
*about how the isolation from society takes away a murderers sense of reality. putting him in a made up world in his mind. *
(voice over)it seems as if reality has bult a wall around his brain...
in his world...(end)
nobody helps you when you are alone
traveling a world thats made of stone
all the lines cut from the phones
every voice in the same tone
"no young man, just go home"
ill send out letters thorugh trained birds
but who knows if they will reach you
i hope with my dear life
that they will soon
you are my only hope
nobody helps you when you are alone
traveling a world thats made of stone
all the lines cut from the phones
every voice in the same tone
"no young man, just go home"
with the blood of others
i'll form steps to the top of the wall
don't worry about the letters now
i'll get your attention soon
you'll see my heavy feet guiding me down
now i'm back home
surrounded by dominatrix lovers
who love my orange suit
(voice over)it seems as if reality has bult a wall around his brain...
in his world...(end)
nobody helps you when you are alone
traveling a world thats made of stone
all the lines cut from the phones
every voice in the same tone
"no young man, just go home"
ill send out letters thorugh trained birds
but who knows if they will reach you
i hope with my dear life
that they will soon
you are my only hope
nobody helps you when you are alone
traveling a world thats made of stone
all the lines cut from the phones
every voice in the same tone
"no young man, just go home"
with the blood of others
i'll form steps to the top of the wall
don't worry about the letters now
i'll get your attention soon
you'll see my heavy feet guiding me down
now i'm back home
surrounded by dominatrix lovers
who love my orange suit