I watch this world die,
I watch this world burn...
I'm more scared,
More scared than my wrist is...
I am on the run,
To me this is all just fun...
You let the bullets fly your way,
You know your gona last another day...
When I first saw her,
I knew I wanted to be with her...
This is world war me,
What's left of my life to salvage...
So; this is new,
Well the surrounding not the feeling...
Hello; it's been so long,
I'm not going to lie...
All you can hear is silence ,
As everything has stopped; even the violence...
My, now tainted, soul,
Was formed from blow after blow...
It's better to have a friend hold your hand in the dark then to have no one in the light. |
We're born in this world as it all falls apart... |
Blood looks so much better staining my skin then on the inside... |