My body’s going
but my minds not leaving
sometimes I wonder, how am I still breathing
spent so long anticipating treason
I didn’t even realise, the changing of the seasons.
My mind stays cold
my body runs hot
maybe they should of shot me
while I was sleeping in my cot
all I feel is vengeance
all I dream is peace
maybe I should stop, so that the pain will cease.
I wonder how long, this life remains on
lease?