Numbers Numbers
Running through my mind...
The Birthday Massacre.
To keep low synergy...
I feel like a star
cast amongst this ambiguousness...
I'm not worth it.
Don't fall for the lies...
Those drugs, they have no feelings.
Do you think that they're your friend...
Running here, running there
Really don't fit in anywhere...
My friends are invisible,
Forged from the finest lumber...
When I wake up in the morning I feel a sensation...
The heart has stopped, steady and steal...
Sometimes i cant place my emotions.
cant figure out exactly what I'm feeling...
There is always two sides
To every street...
If your mother slapped you when you first lied,
you wouldnt pretend to this extent now...
Outside October perches its little feet
upon summer's fading scenery...