Life as you know it gets darker and darker as it goes on, old friends really dont stay forever, and love seems to find a way to die, in life their no accidents, their are no misteaks, we all have a different way to deal with the way we are, who we want to be, i write, i write because words are sometimes louder when written down, thank you for reading, and enjoy |
Inside the house,
Of broken dreams...
Rain Rain go away,
Tie me down some other day...
He doesent even,
that i contimplate cutting my wrist...
Somedays i dont feel like breathing,
sometimes it's like i have no feeling...
Im not who you think i am,
deep inside i hide a lie...
Burning buildings.
scattered corpses...
In the dark
all alone...
Im not who you think i am,
deep inside i hide a lie...
Somedays i dont feel like breathing,
sometimes it's like i have no feeling...
He doesent even,
that i contimplate cutting my wrist...
You have to kiss a lot of frogs, |
But mostly I hate the way |
*Maybe i only hang with weirdows, hoodlums, and Junkys, I keep em by my side, baby mamma doesent understan a friend is hard to come by so i keep what i can find.* ICP |