Wandering around,
wondering where you’ve been
rain pours down
bring you to your knees
your head’s aching
your heart is pounding
and you don’t know why.
It’s a players game
it’s a scare-crow’s face
running for cover
running for life
but your feet won’t move
they are stuck in clay
and you can’t hardly breath.
:/: Lost and convicted
As a kiss of death
your mind’s full of venom
It's a joker’s feast
life is but a joke
like a roast of reality :/:
Looking in the mirror
see a man without no eyes
you scream but there’s no sound
streching out your hand
to open the door
you keep on falling
down the endless hole.
:/: Lost and convicted
As a kiss of death
your mind’s full of venom
It's a joker’s feast
life is but a joke
like a roast of reality :/:
The Reaper is behind you
calling out your name
you wake up with a scream
falling out of bed
thinking it’s just a nightmare
till you realize...
Life is playing you a game
Lost and convicted
As a kiss of death
your mind’s full of venom
It's a joker’s feast
life is but a joke
like a roast of reality
Martin Peggen Johansson
2013-07-01
