He wears his heart safety-pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers
whose glances can cripple the heart
and devour the soul
About this guy, probably mentally ill (hallucinations, most likely). Everyone around him seems like strangers, and monsters or something like that. This gets him emo, and so mainly, he pins all his hope on his "backpack", which is probably his remaining stuff, as he leaves home or something.
All alone he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what�s inside
To save his life
He crawls like a worm from a bird
He is really scared of those demons that his mind keeps creating, and tries to run, in vain.
Out of his mind the way pushes him, whispering
Must have been out of his mind
Midday delusions of pushing this out of his head
Make him out of his mind (out of his mind)
he knows he is crazy, but that knowledge makes him even more crazy.
He wears his heart safety-pinned to his backpack His backpack is all that he knows Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple the heart and devour the soul
About this guy, probably mentally ill (hallucinations, most likely). Everyone around him seems like strangers, and monsters or something like that. This gets him emo, and so mainly, he pins all his hope on his "backpack", which is probably his remaining stuff, as he leaves home or something.
All alone he turns to stone While holding his breath half to death Terrified of what�s inside To save his life He crawls like a worm from a bird
He is really scared of those demons that his mind keeps creating, and tries to run, in vain.
Out of his mind the way pushes him, whispering Must have been out of his mind Midday delusions of pushing this out of his head Make him out of his mind (out of his mind)
he knows he is crazy, but that knowledge makes him even more crazy.
there. ^^