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(A different) Holes

Not only can we see with the holes, that're placed on our face

But our senses and intuition show how many are fake



Sometimes, the fake are judged and still have yet to be known

Sometimes you can't decide who's fake because of the look in those holes



I've taken blows

Physical, mental, emotional hits.

Some from dudes that claim to be friends

Sometimes from a bitch

Most the time it's people I love

That ain't ready to quit

Being the person that they used to be

So I feel like a bitch

Tough shit said the old man

When he talked to the kid

He holds more knowledge in his holes

Cuz he's been thru the shit

He's taken hits

But doesn't explain

The things that he knows

But you can tell he's taken blows

With the conviction he holds

Free Fallin

It hurts so bad sometimes I scream inside my sleep

And wake myself up

With no recollection of what the nightmare even truly was

Only your face escapes the clouded form that becomes a thought

Soaked in sweat and short of breath

I walk alone inside the dark

Creepin slowly down the hall

Too afraid to find the light

The shine may effect the vision of your smile I have inside my mind

I know you've hurt me, I know I've hurt you

I know we share our share of problems

Didn't exactly know how to solve em

But livin without you feels like

Fallin.......