The sweet surrender of silence Forces me to live alone Locked and loaded Where the hell is peace of mind I’ll wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue sea I'll wait on you inside the bottom of the deep blue
Sometimes what lies at the bottom of the iceberg of your psyche is the smallest little fracture that can make all the difference in the world; Things that refuse to heal or integrate, no matter how much your threaten or intimidate, or hold it down in crushing depths. All you can do is hope to co-operate, but that never was such an easy task, was it?
