Trackers

They're closing in I feel their breath

I cannot live without the secrets of my past

Their scent is strong my will is weak

They read my mind I cannot hide

Kill my sorrow I could die tomorrow

If you don't forgive me, my heart is still in me

I run through the night and leave neon-trails

My fluorescent blood shines through my skin

My heart is a beacon they're homing in

From probing tongues or eager lips

I brace myself from their fingertips

They touch my skin my shield is down

My eyes are black

My darkness is back

Kill my sorrow my soul isn't borrowed

So please forgive me, the trackers have set me free