Im addicted to what I have seen before, my memories when I was a child
Just hurts every daydream, I ignore the facts and move on when the memories trying to hunt me always right behind me and im losing it .
My eyes are filled with tears about to drop pass my cheeks, hardly keeping it away
Away from the view.
My smile are fake, cause the people I meet are fake, when im sitting there excepting lies always in front of me and I\'m losing it.
Im planning on driving all night getting speed high so I could feel the lake, I wanna go there, dive beneath find my box of suicide letters just 1000 broken words.
When it does, I go and fall, like im living life regretting for stupid steps I took, slipping away.
