i'm really smart enough
to know what's gonna happen next.
i just don't bother to go there.
i am not afraid.
that's what scares me out.
i don't know
where the scary boldness brings me to
but i do feel there's a deep hole
in my heart and
it needs to be filled with.
unless it's down,
the restless will not end.
i need to be saved.
there's a sound around my ears:
god help those who help themselves.
how long should i suffer
from this
and where's my angel
who put to end of all this? |
