Turned into,
not me,
it's just
so plain to see,
but who am I,
who have I become?
This empty hollow shell
of the man I use to be,
is all that you will find,
when you look at me,
look at me,
My mind,
once so bright,
has now a
such dim glow,
the lights aren't on,
and nobody is home,
I'm gone away,
gone crazy,
gone
gone
gone…
As I try with all my might
to outrun this pain,
and I lose this fight.
You can't outrun pain,
that lives deep inside your heart,
as a dog can't outrun
it's own tail,
still, I try.
