Now i can see what you're doing to me And i'm begging me to stop this Now i can't see what you're doing to me What are you doing to me? Daylight savings
To many days spent here I've two more befor i start to decay Neck is swelling Time is draining Today i've made up my mind Tired of the up hill climb?
One razor to our unknowing wrists One length of rope above your bed One drop of poision in our veins One last night with your face Please say yes I want
Taking her back to your room, you start to wrestle, never pushing it over the line. Snake in the grass feels every tender muscle. Assures you she's doing
Stealing never felt so good Spoiled teens wish us well, as they should Feeling lower than low babe, every day Getting higher than high, starting to fade
's burning up again. It pulls you under ground. Remember what it used to be like? When we all led lonely lives. It's terror that keeps us all in line.
Oh my god, you are so gone. Your breath smells like Nyquil. Where the hell were you all fucking night. When this jealousy gets the best of me, babe you
Liars and little boys playing big games. All this shit is pointless in the scheme of things. To remain unscathed I will play the game. So circle like
I'm losing, losing touch with my mind I'm falling, falling way behind I'm walking, down a one way street I'm trying, trying to find my feet I need it
Let's sing the songs of every section now. Dance let's dance then dance of a bank robber laugh. Now stand the torch called in at six o'clock to me. (?!)
Clutch to anything that might hold me down, when there's no final push and shove we'll all see you underground. This is all we work for? Because this
Feel like something?s always been wrong Love of life is hitting way too strong May be we were born too late May be not born at all Let's try and cure
Trying to get clean just kept him out You know you lose your head when you fuck with that stuff Time, time, time, time, time he got the most Time, time
Please fire me. Burn up all my stubs. So what? That tattoo ruined you. In liars club. Never love. Kill the light. This is my last fucking day. Dead inside
To expose your ass on paper: terrifies some and it should: The more you put down the more you leave yourself open to those who label themselves "critics
It's the hardest thing to say. I think about it night and day. How I fucked up and I need you to stay. That's the last thing I want to do. Kill myself
