ash to dust
Reaching out , please hold on tightly
don't let yourself slip away
my worst fear would be
if you couldn't stay.
Don't let it be, hold on to your dear life
the trouble as i see it, that life is all but strife.
Wasted and buried into the dirt
never really caring who you hurt
always denying pleasures that are free to you
going and never experiencing, anything new.
Rather stay small minded in my little world
when it falls apart, face death at my losing duel.
In the face have no desire to move away
ready and willing to eccept my final day.
Their is a world out there, ready for you to fill it's space
you can easily find a home in another place.
It only takes a little effort, something you can't regret
if it's over here, then it will be easy to forget.
So don't give up you have a life to live
everyone living has something to give
Don't think for one minute that it's not you
while you have a heart, you must just do.
Us people we must live together
as close to harmony as we can
But you know people change like the weather
people are just hard to understand.
There isn't one of us who stands out in a crowd
only if you shout oh, so very loud.
Want to be quiet don't want anyone to know i'm there
at the edge of my existance, i'm not one to share.
Try to come closer i'l bite your head off
leave me to my predicament, pray i don't drop.
Swear to me that if i let you in
you won't betray my trust and drain me from within.
I no longer dream because hurt has paved my way
i'm so tired of living, crying night and day.
Hold on to me i won't let you fall
trust in me because i have balls
my word is a contract in which i promise you
i won't leave until you have been renewed.
Sadly you are right about men in general
feeling sorry for themselves, at there own funeral.
It gets worse before it retires
by then you are ultimatly wired
hatred takes ahold, heavy laiden in a state and cold.
Reaching out i am here
hold on tightly before i dissapear.
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