14 July 2012
Peace of mind Is truly rare Especially with you Since you don't care
In the start of this race You were at my side Peace of mind was all the time You were someone for me to confide
Look at us now Almost halfway done I've been shot to death By your superficial gun
Your emotional; ballistic A ball of rage I've been trapped In your fantasy cage
It's the end of the race But I've just begun No longer tied to you Just me and my gun.
Yours And Mine • Opuss № I