they can make things worse for me sometimes i'd rather die they can tell me lots of things but i can't see eye to eye well, i know they know the way
They can make things worse for me sometimes i'd rather die they can tell me lots of things but i can't see eye to eye well, i know they know the way
Beware of springtime, each year we fall into a lie. Perfect time for cheating, wrong time for asking why. And my sleep will never come. And my heart
it's not so much a storm but just a cloud that lives inside of me he doesn't disturb so easily these days but when he wakes he goes the distance. in
You are the razor fortune And still be free You wanna touch the line life But you can't take the heat You look for victims With stardust in your eyes
Ceiling swings over noexistent Skin becomes inflamed Shortcut narrows a distance stays Absence from this meaning Seems to suck out the liquid thoughts
Somehow in it for the chase so I run away I run like hell, don't think for a second that I wasn't prepared Strange you never did do ask why I always
The only reason you breathe is because i gave you the right to. Sun sets. Clouds fade away. All we are left with is the memory. of your ignorance
I leave my stain on all I touch I can't get away Without my leaving a putrid trace Of filth and decay My life; it has no meaning No trace of design
From battle to battle I fight till I'm gone Alone with our cattle I wait for him to come I raise the flag of courage high upon I pray to god - please
In your hands there's a newpolished "45, it boosts your ego and the trigger makes you king, innocence can't cut the troaths of your victims, in your
Left your t-shirt in my room, still smells of you And the picture you hung on the door lay smashed, picture perfect. Explains now, clearly nothing left
What if a zebra had spots? Do you think he would like that a lot? And what if a tiger had dots What if a leopard did not? What if we could sleep like
I don't want you to feel I don't want you to hear I don't want you to know my name I don't want you to feel I don't want you to see I don't want you
Crowd around the city streets Lonely passersby Broken sidewalk Faded chalk outline Falling Fell into the past Forever to be forgotten Flash A memory
what difference does it make, is it so important, worth the friendships it will break all this strife for prevailing moments, now it's yours so fucking
I go out of my way to not dress up So you can make a scene You say I should have combed my hair Or worn some nicer jeans You've got spaghetti on
We fall we get up, we run we cant fall down, we breath in cut up, we sing our verses of a song, to bleed and see we love to run, dont follow us Dont