Hunting By Echo - Alabama Thunderpussy

My time alone was well spent but now seems wasted

Even thought I had grown old enough to shy away from childish decisions

Keeping occupied with limited pleasure and hours of sorrow to hide

I’m burning alive every moment on fire everyday of my life

Tried facing the world one on one

Yet fairness has always remained unknown

Letting go

Changing inside hidden by my expressions on the outside

Praying that sunrise will brighten the darkness of a once peaceful mind

Sleepless again drenched in sweat pillows collapse with sheets to shed the

fragile wood

Frame bends beneath my head

This knife stuck in my side crooked and wide

The blocking of blood steal bone collide

Leaving me helpless completely defenseless

My access denied

Who was it that said all wounds will heal

Guess they were never ill

Explanations only for some of us

How close can one come to the doorstep of death?

Before the bell is rung

A few already know… already know

My time alone was well spent but now seems wasted

Even thought I had grown old enough to shy away from childish decisions

Keeping occupied with limited pleasure and hours of sorrow to hide

I’m burning alive every moment on fire everyday of my life