Have fun and HALLELUJAH! I found one song but I still need suggestions.
Window panes.
Stained and scratched.
Going down dark lanes.
My wounds are patched.
Been fighting the fears for too long.
The demons won this one.
Listen to this song.
One more hit and I'm done.
My temper now scratched with claws.
Very easy to get shattered.
My mind filled with flaws.
My mind is tattered.
Cause I'm a liar lying to me.
I never reap what I sow.
The fears won't leave me be.
As my tears turn to snow.
Our happy days.
Oh how I miss those.
I have many ways.
After all I have one I chose.
Window pane.
Slowly getting fixed.
I go down a lane.
As my fears are being mixed.
I don't communicate I will drown in tears.
Cause I'm a liar lying to me.
If I communicate I'm will drown in fears.
Fears just let me be.
There is no I in team.
But there is a me in the word.
My temper is gonna over steam.
I don't need a any lord.
Window pane.
Mine has a heart and is covered in rain.
I'm not sane.
At least you get answers to gain.
I'm crazy.
I'm nuts.
I'm not lazy.
If I follow my guts.
I fought with hope.
I fought with power.
Im not crazy, nope.
As I pass a flower.
I fight with pain.
I fight mad.
I'm getting a little pain.
I'm doing this not because I'm sad.
I'm doing this to feel better.
The new colors are black and pink.
Consider this as a letter.
As I'm trying to think.
The demons got to my head.
My poor window.
I feel like I'm dead.
But that is nothing I can show.
I'm blank.
If I don't I'm gonna drown in lies.
If my body hadn't sank.
I would be swarmed with flies.
My window pane isn't clear.
It is a gray.
The demons can hear.
In the bed I lay.
My heart is cold.
Cold and covered in ice.
Your poor heart of gold.
Having color would be nice.
My window pane broke.
I'm treading lightly on the glass.
As the demons woke.
I walk over it with grace and class.
Window panes.
Stained and scratched.
I go down dark lanes.
As my wounds are not patched.
I'm drowning in my mind.
In the house of memories.
You were just too kind.
As I tell you these stories.
My emotionless mind.
Blood is still just as tasty.
I was so kind.
Now I'm writing this very hasty.
That is all that really matters.
I was a fool.
My window pane is just tatters.
My heart is just as flammable as wool.
The window to my soul is broken.
My sanity is done.
My demons awoken.
The sanity has dropped to none.
I have been fighting my fears for too long.
I forgot what it is like to be scared.
As I listen to this song.
I have people who never cared.
I have fought the tears for too long.
I forgot what it is like to have cried.
As I listen to this song.
I feel like I lied.
For that I worry.
I worry about my self.
As I tell this story.
For too long left it on a shelf.
I hope you enjoy.....
