I never want to be that age again

by Eliza   Jan 31, 2006


She's falling and hearing chimes again.
The good kind of drug that makes you sing,
Every time she opens her eyes, she gets another hit.

This age, where I'm stuck between right and wrong.
"I drink, I smoke, I fcuk",
She's his perfect girl.
Never again, this age again.

His head throbs with sirens again,
The bad kind of drug that makes you sick,
Every time he closes his eyes he has nightmares.

This age, where I'm stuck between right and wrong.
"I'm broken, battered and abused"
He's her perfect guy.
Never again, this age again.

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