beautiful day

I'm Slippin I'm Fallin I'm look through my ffoggy lens the world is passing me by rush through my life acting as if I have no idea what I'm doing knowing what is expected of me and trying to hide fear runs over me Shadows follow me and I stay away from the light knowing my soul need something more darkness is not my life but I can't shake it it's seems like I sit at the table with demons feeding my soul spitting out my face all the mischief I wish would go away right before I feel like I'm dying it comes to a stop and my eyes open its a other beautiful day.