i got locked out one night when no one was home
i must have misplaced my key so ill spend the night alone
a painting of a lion standing proud and tall
fiercely smiled at me and dared me through the hall
doors open and doors close as I stagger down the hall
no one wants to let me in to feel safe within their walls
each room is dark and cold, yet id die to go inside
when they come to hunt me down, ive got nowhere to go and hide
i might outrun them for a while but someday id have to sleep
and theyll be right in back of me. im the meal they've longed to eat
I close my eyes, my body shakes, i take off down the hall
i see my goal, my eyes are set on the lion down the hall
my heart is pounding as i reach the golden frame
the panthers are behind me but the picture's not the same
the lion got real hazy but the picture's gotten clearer
i must be fucking crazy, all along it was a mirror
i could have the strength to win this fight
if i die, I'll die proud
so i turned and lashed with all my might
with my mighty roar aloud
all my life i faced my fears and felt so weak and small
while all that time I never knew the lion down the hall
Saturday, October 1, 1994
im in a dark little room
im in a dark little room and there's no one i can see
someone else is in here. i wish i could see
i feel the walls and cant find a door
i scream for myself as a curl up on the floor
as he circles my space my fear smells sweet
hes so cold and quiet yet i can feel his heart beat
i screamed in vain til my throat was sore
in his quiet candor i could feel him want more
i dont know this man but i have all my life
hes slashing my soul with his big sharp knife
if i knew him, id hate myself
ive always wished he was someone else
i really can't wait for this night to end
im scared to death of my ugly friend
if i kill him, he will kill me
id kill myself and then id be free
someone else is in here. i wish i could see
i feel the walls and cant find a door
i scream for myself as a curl up on the floor
as he circles my space my fear smells sweet
hes so cold and quiet yet i can feel his heart beat
i screamed in vain til my throat was sore
in his quiet candor i could feel him want more
i dont know this man but i have all my life
hes slashing my soul with his big sharp knife
if i knew him, id hate myself
ive always wished he was someone else
i really can't wait for this night to end
im scared to death of my ugly friend
if i kill him, he will kill me
id kill myself and then id be free
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