I don't mind. Where it goes or where it dies. I don't mind. If it shows or if it hides. I don't mind. If she's low or if she's high. I don't mind. If
could you, maybe, stop this from happening? I know it hurts but you don't have to walk away. I don't know why I want to stop myself from feeling low.
I watched the falling rain splash upon your face. I know those aren't your tears. you know it's me and where I've been. it's just circumstances. don'
One whisper from your breath is all I hear. One gaze of deep green eyes is all I see. We don't need to meet to know. You're all the same to me I hope
itself again, but when will its figure die? pierced through the heart. i watch the red elixir spill from the center of its life. i depict eighteen visions
I remember all the time you spent with me It broke my heart to see you go And I remember those times that you were there for me And I remember the drive
What do you want them all to see? A blind man with blind faith is he your fuckin enemy? All he wants to do is survive this painful cancer. You should
I've been sleeping here for day. hope I die before my dreams drive me insane. when you're not around I might let my guard down. don't keep me waiting
I remember when things just weren't the same. My life went up in smoke. The end came crashing down on me. Just when I found this piece of sympathy. You
sit down and shut up so i can sing you your fucking love song. yeah so sit down and listen to me. i've got something to say. you took that line with
read. learn. love. hate. fist. fuck. remember. rape. flesh. burn. scar. murder. innocent. cry. laugh. face. smash. kill the smile. bones. broken. wound
obsession. desire. depression. nothing is meant to be. love never wanted me.
We must escape We must escape Our darkest days Or face the fall And fade away We must escape Our darkest days Or face the fall And fade away There
And I can't see why you're cryin loud. Right down the street you're walking proud. You fiend. You crave. You're trippin now. So in the street you're
smell the rose. sweet inspiration. does it make you want to fuck? then go fuck yourself. you're scarred with imperfection, but aren't we all? harder.
Three days gone by in the desert I've broken down on the side of the road The cops drive by and the dust starts rollin' Will I ever find my way back
this is how we rock. yeah. this is our revolution. yeah. this is not noise. this is the sound we want. this is the movement. this is the sound of music
worn down to the slate. i want to taste lead on my lips. flooded with abscent actions of seductive thoughts. can you stare at me and tell me these ideas