Downer

In me you'll see dirt flows freely

But you may find that my thoughts are unkind

Pure life needs knife, cuts off my life

But as you see, hurting you you bless me

I always wanted to cry after the act close my eyes

I always longed for the deep then I just wanted to sleep

Blood stream cruel dream, never make clean

Down by my side I feel safe when I hide

So you can see that my thought are for me