I will break into your thoughts. With what's written on my heart. I will break, break. . I'm so sick,. Infected with where I live. Let me live without this.
All your twisted thoughts free flow. To everlasting memories, show soul. Kiss the stars with me and dread the wait for. Stupid calls returning to us to life.
Here I stand, empty hands. Wishing my wrists were bleeding. To stop the pain from the beatings. And here you stand, holding me. Waiting for me to notice you.
Here I stand, empty hands. Wishing my wrists were bleeding. To stop the pain from the beatings. And here you stand, holding me. Waiting for me to notice you.
I'm sorry, I don't mean to remember. It's true that I dream less often. I'm not ashamed of that long December. Your hand's coming down again. . I close my eyes and brace myself.
You try your hardest to perfect your explanations. You lie until they've run out of questions. . You can only move as fast as whose in front of you. And if you assume just like them, what good will it do?.