Is it possible to know if I'm telling a lie?. It's treading with a piece. A piece that I can not hide. . It's running with a smile. It's better than the last time that I tried.
Leave me alone, I'm seething. I search for the truth and love in your eyes. Help me to feel I'm needed. I search for the truth to find you're mine. . Bust myself back into pieces.
I'm touching you and tearing back. And dreaming of your life. I wanted to be hurting. Shallow eyes. . Not to mention I'm falling, dreaming. What is wrong with silencing my thoughts?.