laying back in my dungeon black abyss like a starless night and the only light is the red glow of the time tracker saying its four in the morning and telling me a story of how i havent slept in ages and man it feels like years and as insomnia breaks up on me like the dawn of the next day im left in a puddle of tears that run off my face down my bed to the floor its all i think about anymore. if a lie is told a thousand times does it make it true? and since i dont want more than love should i believe you? and if i tied myself up in chains and prayed to god for death.. would you come and unlock them and bless me? someday ill break the black ribbons that bind me ill be free to live in the dark and shadow ive come to know.. live in so long that i think the light would scare me dare i venture into it again. and ill keep on with poison it seems to help me get me out of this body for a few but every time i do i always end up thinking of you. days of smiles nights of tears. everything sumed up in a black shirt showing my alligance to Led Zepplin and a silver studded belt worn down jeans they show i dont care and as i walk down this dusty street in this wasted small town (ghost town) it'd be nice to live again so i kick the wall and tell it to straighten up and i kick the grass and tell it to grow kicking the lamp-post doesnt help so much and thats when i realized every thing inside comes out somehow.