Annulment Ruin Speaking |

Sick ?

i am not ill
i am not obscence
Though my words protray me as a lesser mind

After you have tasted greatness, it never really leaves you,
Bitter lingering sensitivity.

Cheap is talk,
Written word, only intentions,
She won't do it,
Ruthless of you to think,
She would just die for the funeral auidence.

i didn't do it on my own accord,
i didn't say yes,
i said no,
i said no,
i said no,
And i am saying no now.

No to everything you give me,
No i won't listen,
Cause you never listened to me.