Impaled Nazarene How The Laughter Died
When you have painted yourself in the corner You wish you were a spider so you could escape No matter how hard you try to ignore It still has that iron grip around your neck And the laughter died, torn from me Piece of me missing, mentally lost Yet in my dreams, those big eyes protect me Leading the way to the safe nest When everything has failed, all things come to an end It's time to understand your reality check failed This deep buried pain, another sleepless night There's no easy way out from all your fears And the laughter died, torn from me Piece of me dead, emotionally f..cked Yet in my dreams, those big eyes protect me Leading the way to the safe nest
