كلمات Canvass

Water drips again...it rolls along the cracked lengths of my mind Insecurity: a dying vision The pointless ways in which i serve my need Breaking down again And the fragile twists of flesh lay bleeding Im making out i'm dead.. Because i can't stand it when i'm breathing The shadows rise, inside the depths ...and i awaken to another nightmare The burning scream deep down inside me Threatens to erupt in fire... Don't let me die, with this thing still left inside I dont think my mind could take it Dont let me die, with my canvass standing dry I need this out before it breaks me Wringing out my veins upon the canvass Set myself to fail, like a thousand times before My ink runs sometimes cold.. ...though, at pains i heat it For theres life in death in life ..and theres no repeating.. Dont let me die, with this thing still left inside I need it out before it breaks me Dont let me die, with my canvass fading dry While theres blood left in these veins ill spill it.. ...so easily...