Itch
Lenny Terron
No smile will light a face sculpted in marbleStanding alone again between what's right or wrongTrue words do not reach 'till the tonguecan't remember where I've beencan't even remember what echoes in my headBetween a rock and a hard placeThe silence is calling me again
A bitter taste running from my lipsWaiting for so long every trace to fadeA short life being led astray Sharpening the teeth for the next prey
hands are tied eyes are blind
I know I can surviveI'll remain aliveIf I don't ignore that itch creeping in.Back against the wallSwimming against the flowbut I won't ignore that itch creeping in.
Driving fast along the lifetimeAs hypnotized, voiceless, deaf and blindDead men wake up alone and weakstandind up to fight standing up to live