Die, so now the lights flash white. And all you see is anger, get up. Was your life worth it? Were you content?. Could you make everything feel perfect in your own head?.
This is the last time through hell, I've seen your insides. Tear out your eyes tonight, you'll see. Is this where my angel lies?. . I've cut you up to see me.
You say you're in love. Well cursive wrote this sonnet to the end. You say you're in love. But this heart still can't pretend. . Everything dressed in picturesque.