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I really don't know how I found myself here
But I am more worried about why I can't leave
As toxic as a German beer
Drunk while driving through this pain to Oak creek
I came here with so much hope
And now I scream without a note
Searching for someone to save me, wanting to leave
While stabbing my ear, not wanting to listen
I hate it and love it at the same time
I love him and hate him at the same time
How could this be love?
But how could it not?
I try to pack my bags and leave
Somehow I find myself, retracing to the beginning
You plucked my petals, you held the stem
You never watered it and here we are
I made a choice, though it may seem wrong
But this is where the trail led me, wrong turns
What we had..No..What we thought we had
Let the Orb get into session
I let you control me, it was your game play
You killed me off, every single chance you got
You made me bleed, while trying to stitch me up
I bled, day and night.......day ....and.......night
What more do you want?!!
What more do I want?!!
What is this?!!
Where are we?!!
I try to avoid your dings
But my hand still itches away with response
I can't take it anymore
Let me go!
Maybe it isn't you, maybe it is this place
This vicinity twirling us in mind games
Maybe this was where our love was born
So maybe it was only real in mind
I may scream, I may regret
Truth is, and I say this with great fear
I still love you, I still care
You still love me? I need proof and specs
I need to see the sunlight, I need to feel the rain
I need to know what happiness is once again
I don't want to get used to blurred mascara on my face
Crying for someone who doesn't even know how my lips taste
Crying for someone who doesn't know me
Crying for someone who loves to see me in pain
Crying for someone who doesn't care for my health
How can you love me in stealth?
I found an escape route, I am taking it
The road would be rough, no kidding
But if it grants my freedom, am taking it
It's time I left this toxic city
You should too, I wish you well
Find healing for yourself as well
Tell your donors, they are diss with grace
Goodbye , oh Wall of Tar,. till we meet again