So she says strange things in my dreams. Saw such a man who's name was blank.
Zero is your goal - now he knows what you took away.
So she screams scars and infected souls. Saw such sorrow a hundred times before.
I come to face a better one - the truth has finally wore me down.
Some say so much with no words. Left me sitting on a pile of dirt.
I'm no flower though - this shit, it won't make me grow.
Some say nothing in a hundred ways. Saw your zero with no name
get you on your knees to pray, that day. In a sodomistic kind of way. |