And when she left I tried liquor an was mixing it, walking though streets I was faded but I was feeling it (part 2) |
I'm only hoping you see for something different like people that pick sides, But I'm trying to definitely stick with this, offer the world but the world just wasn't good enough, packing all her shit I wonder what she was looking for (Part 1) |
"When the mind wanders it finds its pain in knowledge, and one must become accustom to that pain..." |
"The struggle for anything we do is different individually; but can be understood universally and mutually" |
"No dream is equivalent to a nightmare that as I countless times told myself "this doesn't exist" it was still there..." |
"I can still smell the cigarettes as if the ash scent was fresh thinking back to that day I don't know why I was there" |
"What happens when guns and false words decide the future, when the real voices can't be heard, when warmth is destroyed... " |
"It's hard to be happy when the majority of the world hates you" - |
"The worst things in life like fate, death, tragedy, there simple, short and sweet... sometimes easy things are hard to take in just as things that are complicated become impossible to understand..." |
"These portraits keep staring at me I can not escape there eyes, For what i have created will be my demise..." |