Jun
23
“I crossed the river, fell into the sea,
Where the non-believers go beyond belief.
Then i scratched the surface in the mouth of hell,
Running out of service, in the blood I fell.
I’ve been wasted, pills and alcohol;
I’ve been chasing down the pool halls.
Then I drank the water from a hurricane,
And I set a fire just to see the flame.
I crossed the desert, reaching higher ground;
Then I pound the pavement to take the liars down.
But it’s gone forever, but never too late,
Where the ever-after is in the hands of fate.”
Where the non-believers go beyond belief.
Then i scratched the surface in the mouth of hell,
Running out of service, in the blood I fell.
I’ve been wasted, pills and alcohol;
I’ve been chasing down the pool halls.
Then I drank the water from a hurricane,
And I set a fire just to see the flame.
I crossed the desert, reaching higher ground;
Then I pound the pavement to take the liars down.
But it’s gone forever, but never too late,
Where the ever-after is in the hands of fate.”
