20 August 2012
So many bright lights, The city passes by, I cannot see your face, Restless, sleepless is it night?
Craving but no money to spare, Pulled out a knife, I hear the sirens blare, Killed someone's wife?
Darkness in the sky, Screaming and twitches, Aches but I'm numb, Is this feeling alive?
On a high feeling so low, No places to go, Wander and roam, State of delusional?
State Of • Opuss № I