Downer

In me you'll see, dirt flows freely But you may find that my thoughts are unkind Pure life need 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 I can see that my thought are for me