To the Head
I don't need to state of mind
Don't need no provocation
Something deep inside of me, I call it liberation
As I know the thing I've done, so scared to be afraid
Silent baiting, will you be there when I awake
Ashamed is how I feel,
Never used some words to steal
My fingers to the head, like I'm nailed on my skin
Fingers to the shattered dreams, escaped within
Pus me down and watch me bleed
For your sadistic need, in every second you don't care
I will destroy your violent seed
Behind the key pad there you hide your weak identity
With every single word you type your strange philosophy
Have faith in me, my failures will never be
Not innocent no more, listen now to what I'm fighting for
Autor(es): Brainstorm
