Jul 28, 2009 14:31
what i do is shout
Till my throat hits the wall
i wont be so vulnerable
and fuck being available
could you give me a break
because im not living alive
im the ghost of a lover you had, but you didn't know died
i am the dirt, i live on the ground
you're fucking with boys and kids that are buying this town
what they build up and you live inside
is no more a home than a place to hide
but if you ever had your hands around your throught
its me that is closing them tighter and teasing the choke
a phantom that lingers and slams your doors
a spector that knows girls from, who the fuck is going to take you home