One Whole of the TragicTillDeath. |
There's this girl in my class,
She looks good as hell...
Why did you leave me for that other guy?
I guess we weren't so perfect, so you had to say...
It was actually right when you thought I hated...
That's why my writing is written in blue...
My last wish,
Is for us not to part ways...
Don't know what I'm doing,
Keeping you from him...
I'll give it my best, writing from my head,
It's not gonna klil me, lay me out on my bed...
I don't believe in love
You have proven it doesn't exist...
This picture right here, was something I don't...
But also this picture brings the life and colour...
Love is crossing my way,
Distressed with dismay...
Whispers of love,
Unfold who we are...
Real love is blind devotion, self humiliation, and utter submission. |