Lana Langusto - One Path

Panic in my head Horror laughs at me Desire to inhale Want to be free Wait a second long Lost my mind I find Without white path near Freedom's hard to bind Cold ice in the fridge White color burns my eyes Split it into powder Inhaling all my cries One path You the slave For life no escape Cutting with a knife Cheered up once again Breathing sweets I feed Music in my heart Beats the beat I need Sweet lie choke with vomit Spasms fighting strong Crushed by life’s emptiness Few days left not long