salem - above the ground lyricstimes flies, it stays up high above the ground. i try to come to terms with my future tense.
i despise conformity, the lies, the clenched fists. i wish that i could feel, touch of sanity. i wish that i could, touch of sanity.
lies of concrete. as hard as stone, as cold as steel. dry bones, broken. help me, please, i need to feel.
times flies, it stays up high above the ground. i try to come to terms with my future tense.
they want me to die. the memory of pain i've known, piercing, poignant pain. i vow to never feel again.
i despise conformity, the lies, the clenched fists. i wish that i could feel, touch of sanity. |