The Sweetness Of Death By The Obsidian Knife

The Sweetness Of Death By The Obsidian Knife

Iíve got a flight, And itís leaving tonight, Lord help me, Iím feeling blue, Iím leaving my life behind me, When I go Iím leaving you, Iíve got a flight, And itís leaving tonight, In the slipstream, I will find my space, Make my way to Tijuana, Beneath the stars, I will escape, The vast ocean, Of emotions are dead to me, My mind is cold, And my heart is numb, Lack of sleep, And low melatonin, Thereís no shelter, On the run, You opened my arms, To a million stars, Took my heart, And you tore it apart, But thereís no regrets, No pain remains, Iíve turned away, And I canít stay, The London rain, Will remain a memory, Locked away, in a blood red box, Your voice only, An echo inside of me, I donít look back, In my thoughts, You opened my arms, To a million scars, Took my heart, And you tore it apart, But thereís no regrets, No pain remains, Iíve turned away, And I canít stay, The sun will rise, The tides will ebb and flow, The days will come and the days will go, I live only for, What ahead of me, Life is short, Is all that I know, The sun will rise tomorrow, Of all things that is certain, Though nothing in my life, Is certain anymore.