A Synthetic Soul
No More
As I lay and look into your eyes.
I Lie and listen to your lies.
All these thoughts that run though my head.
At once I think.. "Am I dead?"
A soft feeling that seems so warm
gradually creeps up my arm.
Slowly you dissapear out of sight.
I have passed on into the night.
I Lie and listen to your lies.
All these thoughts that run though my head.
At once I think.. "Am I dead?"
A soft feeling that seems so warm
gradually creeps up my arm.
Slowly you dissapear out of sight.
I have passed on into the night.