Kylesa

Rats on a telephone line
Run past my window at night
This my view. Same scenery. Nothing new
Thought we'd escape society's trap
Chased a dream. Caught a nightmare
Once possibilities seemed endless
Good intentions. Ruined lives
Haunting memories unfolding around me
Dirt in my nails from digging my own grave
Ignore anger. Settle with fear
Temperature is rising fast
Bugs infesting our home again
This is my view. Same scenery nothing new.
Fate does its job unfolding around me
Haunting memories always hang around