Petals In The Grass
Suicide Dreams
My head has its plots
My mind has its schemes
My life is plagued by
Suicide dreams
A soul in tatters
Coming apart at the seams
My life is cursed by
Suicide dreams
No ray of sunshine
No shining beams
My life is infested by
Suicide dreams
Very sullen memories
With very dismal themes
My life is consumed by
Suicide dreams
There is no answer
Or so it seems
Constantly pre-occupied by
Suicide dreams
My mind has its schemes
My life is plagued by
Suicide dreams
A soul in tatters
Coming apart at the seams
My life is cursed by
Suicide dreams
No ray of sunshine
No shining beams
My life is infested by
Suicide dreams
Very sullen memories
With very dismal themes
My life is consumed by
Suicide dreams
There is no answer
Or so it seems
Constantly pre-occupied by
Suicide dreams
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Suicide Dreams
Suicide Dreams