Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I
How can I go three days Depressed and barely eating But he doesn’t even notice Tortured in my dreams By visions of the past
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that
i have learned over the years that love is no good It crushes your
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
eyes wide open it’s the middle of the night eyes wide open and i’ve given
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
sitting by a monument tower for those fallen befor us yet do we recognize
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
You sit in a corner and nobody sees the bloody tears running down your face For the pain you’ve
I am my own angle and my own demon I am my best dream and my worst nightmare I can bring sun shine
when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing
fists flying we’re in fisticuffs and there’s no stopping it i stepped in out of place to take