suicidal |
I wondered what weighs more between love and hate.
And why does hate appear so great...
At a young age,
They loved each so...
I want to tell you something,
Though I know you're in a hurry...
Things that roam around your head
Seem to be all full of dread...
Things that roam around your head
Seem to be all full of dread...
She cried blood instead of tears
And no one knew all these years...
I want to tell you something,
Though I know you're in a hurry...
At a young age,
They loved each so...
I wondered what weighs more between love and hate.
And why does hate appear so great...