Pinned to the ground.
Funny how no one is around.
I’m screaming but don’t make a sound.
My chains get heavy as I wander for days.
Saying the same shit, but tryna rephrase.
Stuck in the same old fucked up ways.
I’ve become a slave to my sins.
I hear the devil laugh as he watches me and grins.
Then he tells me he’d like to be friends.
I’m weak, I’m heavy, these chains really hurt.
Carrying them alone is a lot of fucking work.
He lifts them from me and suddenly I’m free.
He’s just so beautiful; he’s all I can see.
Our eyes lock and I feel him surround me.
I feel his heart against mine, as they pound.
What is this twisted perfection that I’ve found?
Grinning as we become one and I’m once again,
Pinned to the ground.
Some days I want to forgive you for the things you’ve done. Or haven’t done.
But I’m finally realizing something. I don’t even care anymore. Sure, I forgive you. But I will never be able to forgive myself.
I guess it’s only right to thank you. For forcing my ignorant eyes to open and see reality for what it is.
Only a fool could be so naive. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking. Who knows. But I’d like to forget.