Its not enough to keep these memories
in my room where the tears fall
thinking and being reminded, fallen I cannot lie
seems as if ill drift and die
The sky cries in pain
I can feel the weight of the world
never has it felt good to me
it blinds me, I cannot see
Late at night I wallow in my pain
bottle in hand I swallow in hopes to tame
stress and frustration, bleeding to defy
seems as if i will drift and die
Im shrouded in a layer of hurt
I am the Cobain of Kurt
forgotten memories of fallen shadows
no more sheds of light
Im only drifting along
im living but im dead on the inside
deep inside
my heart will cry
I will drift and die...