writting is a way to "get out" |
Everyday is something new i try to call but it...
another voice-mail is left for you do you ever...
Nonsense running through the brain walls....do you...
do you think you could get it though...
The fire burns,but the flames are out
the words are there but there's no meaning...
Can you hear me
can you see me...
Winter's chill came though the cracks of my Brain...
i turned the heat up but it didn't work out as...
Death,comes to mind running the water
which the bath is drawn...
Best friends are there for you even if you did hurt yourself bestfriends are there for you even if you left them. |
You hind behind a smile the smile hides behind you. |
Broken hearted fall sweetly... |