2003-05-10 23:02:16Robbie
Psychotic Slavery

Feel the freezing cold
When you walk out of my world
The sky turns from gray to black
And the stars shine no more
May I keep my memory of you
And all that I lack
Then I can stand up from here
And not to wish you back
But
What you brought to me
Is what I can't leave behind
What runs in my veins
Won't vanish with the time
Place my loneliness on the moon
I guess that makes me feel better
Face my mad, sad, helpless mood
Every drop of me tastes bitter
When you walk out of my world
The sky turns from gray to black
And the stars shine no more
May I keep my memory of you
And all that I lack
Then I can stand up from here
And not to wish you back
But
What you brought to me
Is what I can't leave behind
What runs in my veins
Won't vanish with the time
Place my loneliness on the moon
I guess that makes me feel better
Face my mad, sad, helpless mood
Every drop of me tastes bitter