You put your heart on the line and it always dies
But should you cry..... You try and No big No No
Correction its Rejection and you ask yourself Why?
Why did I do it, Why did I ask, Why did I Have to Why? Why? Why?
Now it seems your life line is untied, free, No RTL, nothing
So now its a race to find another something to live for.... something worth it
I feel there is not much time before i go back to my dark and gloomy shade
So maybe i should start digging with my old spade... 6 foot under.... is my lucky number
In to my soundless slumber alive but not there just a shell nothing else
But the only way i can do this is if I can't feel
The only way is to push my body to its limits, so hard its painful
The wounds I have might not kill me
But they will make me stronger
Ill go that much harder ....... just to have you longer
But my time is up, I have no life, no RTL
So now should I leave and never come back ?
