Not Enough
Am I not perfect
Perfect in its eyes
Eyes of a killer
A non-believer, A 'trespasser'
Is that what I am?
Am I that broken
Broken like a toy in the corner?
Because I'm not what it wants
Wanting a person that is normal
Normal isn't real
Fake, difference is a dissapointment
I'm sorry I'm unreal
Unreal in the eyes of the green, green grass
Grass is the thing that takes me away...
I miss it, my drug
Drugs, things that love
Loves me, its slave!
Where is it?
Deep in those forbidding eyes
Eyes of a killer
Killer of the MIND
