Sometimes the road we walk is cold, stones in our path are dreams lost and sold. And if there was a way to turn around, would you?...
We sold our souls to a promise of our own demise, but I followed behind because your eyes had me mesmerized.
Standing there, under Orions belt, you made me feel something that never before had I ever felt. Love, those long brown lashes fluttered as you blinked like a dove, and closer and closer I came to the brink.. Of insanity. I was falling so hard like Lucifer from the sky, euphoria blinding my sight and taking me further and further away from humanity.
You had me hooked like a drug I couldn't get, maybe that's why this roads cold, maybe that's why my dreams are all lost and sold, because when the time came to say how I truly felt, I couldn't be so bold.
Now you're gone and your memory hits me like a withdrawal, shaking and twitching, after all, devils are only angels who survived their fall.
