hurricanes and aeroplanes
there's something sexy about the rain. it feels like kisses on the skin...
she taught me how and showed me why. everything she did was perfect...
there's something sexy about the rain. i can still feel her kisses on my skin...
make.me.make.you. don't you dare dream of this. your chance is coming (show me whatcha got). i miss you. life is never as sweet unless you are on the tip of every thought i've had for the day and, even then, it's never good enough unless you are a reflection in my eyes.
i can't even write myself into a right state of mind (that scares me). who said "this depression could be sweet bliss?" (oh yeah, that was me). i can't get over it - how everything reminds me of you. i can't get over it - how bad i want to take your life (and give back the one you stole from me). i don't even need those pictures you took back - this world around me does enough damage by reminding me what i've lost.
i want this hurricane to come through my neck of the woods. i want it to wash me away. drown me. i would atleast be feeling something other than this. i take that back - i want to be held under this wave of false hopes so that i can suffer (haven't i suffered enough?). only when we lose everything do we gain anything. fucking liars...
do me a favor and slit my throat cause i don't have the fucking guts to take one for the team...
she taught me how and showed me why. everything she did was perfect...
there's something sexy about the rain. i can still feel her kisses on my skin...
make.me.make.you. don't you dare dream of this. your chance is coming (show me whatcha got). i miss you. life is never as sweet unless you are on the tip of every thought i've had for the day and, even then, it's never good enough unless you are a reflection in my eyes.
i can't even write myself into a right state of mind (that scares me). who said "this depression could be sweet bliss?" (oh yeah, that was me). i can't get over it - how everything reminds me of you. i can't get over it - how bad i want to take your life (and give back the one you stole from me). i don't even need those pictures you took back - this world around me does enough damage by reminding me what i've lost.
i want this hurricane to come through my neck of the woods. i want it to wash me away. drown me. i would atleast be feeling something other than this. i take that back - i want to be held under this wave of false hopes so that i can suffer (haven't i suffered enough?). only when we lose everything do we gain anything. fucking liars...
do me a favor and slit my throat cause i don't have the fucking guts to take one for the team...