twisting roads

is it sweet or sour
I never meant to hurt
only the fetish whores make that place
a solitude for damage

she lies there cold
holes from her arms to her feet
I think i'll pass to the line
is this where you asked to be
or just an intervention of fate

I didn't mean to interrupt
I can walk you out
or stay over the floor

wish on a star
does no good
for no star grants a wish
is it help were after
or just something to fill us up
was death the way out
or just an ending point
this tragic destructive path
had left to many scares
for you to heal
sometimes the past stays
and the future leaves
but mind over matter
has to chain your thoughts
in the end
your the only one who can
rescue you

a prayer may help
still your thoughts should come clean
I never knew when it started
if I feel worse than before
its my own fault
I follow to close
damage comes easily
to an open wound