Just trying to find something I'm good at |
Don't screw up,
Don't be dumb...
Hurt for life
and sorry for that...
As Aphorism burns, you learn to appal
You gawk with ease, at the gauche gathering...
People start to drift away,
As they realize I'm not there...
Can it be possible, to maneuver through life?
We march around, with error forever...
As Aphorism burns, you learn to appal
You gawk with ease, at the gauche gathering...
Hurt for life
and sorry for that...
Secrete the graffiti
and scream for me...
Cut up angels are only made of paper |
So if birth is the opposite of death...Then what exactly is the opposite of life? |
Slit my wrists and call me a psycho |