User:Greaneyr
Appearance
Red light, grey morning
you stumble out of a hole in the ground.
A vampire or a victim
it depends on who's around.
Who's to say where the wind will take you?
Who's to say what it is will break you?
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know if their time has come around?
Don't wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye
I'm wide awake... I'm not sleeping