Here i lye while here i die sad n darkened
as perfect as I'm ever going to get
But also as imperfect as I could ever be
Weakened my the pain haunted by the images
And always remind of that loss
Those lips so soft so sweet but you,
Might as well kiss me with a razor blade baby
While riping my heart out n taking my soul to hell
How can you bring me down so low, hurt me so bad...
With me just coming back for more falling harder each time
~*i don't like it... but it kind of just came to me so yeah vote n comment n I'll return the favor*~
