The Depot
The Depot
Ik probeer er een liedje van te maken, maar ik heb nu even geen inspiratie meer. Later zet ik alles in een goede volgorde enzoo. -x-
My soul is staring at the internal walls
Trying to find
but there's no way out
Trying to get some help
But everybody left me behind
In a depot.
Screaming
Crying
Fightig
Waiting
But the only thing I reach
Is the thought
Why won't I stop breathe?
A broken
Soul
Left behind
In the depot
The depot
Put her in the depot.
Forget her
Leave her
Or watch her burn
Oh, I won't return
From the depot.
The cuts are
Bleeding.
The scars aren't
Leaving.
The more I feel its pain
The less I feel the rain.
The happy girl from then,
Just locked up in a jar,
That girl from there
She's just nowhere.
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