we're one broken in two
we want, feel, do and live the same
our secrets are hidden well
with lies and fakes smiles we stumble through the day
pain
alcohol
drink
haze
we're hollowed with holes of pain
basing our lives on ways to numb it
who cares about the method, the after pain or the risk
as long as it satisfies us for the moment and shortens our lives in the long run
pain
pill
swallow
black
we hate life and regret every moment of it
every thing we do is a mistake
pain is all we've ever felt and lived with
pain
rope
hang
death
suicide seems like the only logical answer
you and me, we go together
taking the lives that everyone thought were 'perfect'
are we ever going to be missed
i doubt it
cause you and i..we were never really loved..
