14 September 2012
There's nothing to pack You go as you are Knife in your back
You walk all alone No want for sympathy And soon everyone knows Through telepathy
The world is your enemy Nothing to search for You drag yourself on Through the empty door
You're a ghost of yourself No longer the same No one can comfort But anyone can blame
It's wise to avoid this At all costs But don't be too cold Or good chances will be lost
You're fragile and broken Crying deep inside Everything's wrong There's no place to hide
So you move on Past the sorrow and sad To see better days And to again be glad
Backstab • Opuss № I