Jail

Gently my world falls away...  
I sold my soul for pleasure, but all I got was pain  
Angels and devils play movies in my head...  
They tell me being alive only matters as soon as your dead.  
 
My third eye streams tears that fall to forgotten sands...  
my life looks like a fingerpainting done with broken hands.  
The smoke in the room hangs like a noose from a tree.  
I poisoned my mind so i could finally be free.  
 
I realize that this world is meaningless and no one is true  
People don't care if the real you is you.  
Life has no purpose when you just live for the high  
Reality is shit and I wish the world would just die.  
 
I will allow the poison to consume me once more  
because living has lost its meaning and now it's a chore.  
Smoke and pain have become my only friends.  
My only love is death, and I'm glad to see her again.