Abissim'o
Crossing my own mind like fog in the abyss, its hard to think
With so many aberrations,
I come here where the air is so dreamy
I close my eyes and I escape
into a world where there is no hate,
Everyone seems to think iv'e gone mad
I heard the best were
And god he talked to himself,
Is your mind made of heaven or hell
or a little bit of both, if so
where does that make you go?
I am me and you are you.
My mind seems to have gotten lost in a dream,
somewhere stuck in the dreadful mist
That's how she was, inlove with the abyss.
With so many aberrations,
I come here where the air is so dreamy
I close my eyes and I escape
into a world where there is no hate,
Everyone seems to think iv'e gone mad
I heard the best were
And god he talked to himself,
Is your mind made of heaven or hell
or a little bit of both, if so
where does that make you go?
I am me and you are you.
My mind seems to have gotten lost in a dream,
somewhere stuck in the dreadful mist
That's how she was, inlove with the abyss.
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