You say I'm angry, I guess I should be. Because it makes me happy. My mind is creepy, I guess it could be. Depends on what you ask me. . (You are my).
drunk with sin. she sits in her skin. filled with anger. fuelled by liquer. drowns in dreams. with no savior. from the truth. none can save her. he is her own personal jesus.
Yes, it's true, I've got demons inside me. And sometimes they need to speak. My dark places make me feel ugly. My lips are glossed but my heart is weak.