and i'm lying at the bottom of a ditch in the blazing sun. torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike. and i think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell. and the last thing i see is my heart still beating. breaking out of my body and flying away. like a bat out of hell.
Puller_of_Noses 4 points 15 hours ago
and i'm lying at the bottom of a ditch in the blazing sun.
torn and twisted at the foot of a burning bike.
and i think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.
and the last thing i see is my heart still beating.
breaking out of my body and flying away.
like a bat out of hell.