being used, but never forgiven

being pushed out, then pulled

right back in

how can I run, when you pull my

strings

self deception wrapped

in the colors of death



living a life behind curfens and

fear

confidence sparks the colors of

death

opportunity barks from a snakes

gapping mouth

blind eyes wide open, I walk

onward



to young to die

purile killer

the colors of death



time passed slowly, every second

a struggle

controle of destiny slips away

initiations talking all chances

consequences cut out, I get

sucked in