This is feeding what I am.. It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It's the. type of pain you really dig and long for. I've always been. Insecure to open up and show love. Some pretty girl with.
If ever words were spoken. Painful and untrue. I said I loved but I lied. In my life. All I wanted. Was the keeping. Of someone like you. As it turns out.
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem. A common affair for the ones who are juiced. If it is weakness that grants us the power. We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world.
Put in position to wage teenage mayhem. A common affair for the ones who are juiced. If it is weakness that grants us the power. We thrive on what's stronger than most of the world.
Understanding what has. Happened before us. We are confined to a. Darkened hidden tomb. The conquering of our world. As we knew it. Rise above this pit.
It's wearing on my mind, I'm speaking all my doubts aloud. You rob a dead mans grave, then flaunt it like you did create. If I hit bottom and everythings gone.
Unity is a rare thing. Blind eyes of society bring. The category of minority. Now what are we supposed to be?. Born free to be. Powerless to change the world.
All felt is hope to spilling over. Needs are a passing memory fear not worthy. Belief, a martyr's burden. Heaved upon capable shoulders. . Dissuade your charge.