this could end in tragedy
i had a pretty good weekend. it went by really fast. sat night i ended up hanging out with my friend kristan. went over to her apt was supposed to watch a movie but had technical issues. so ended up being silly instead. it was the 2nd time we had hung out. but it was cool. we just layed there looking at each other not saying a word. at first we ended up cracking up but after awhile we could sit there in serious silence and just gaze at each other. it was cool. i mean how often do people do that? yesterday was a really good day and i felt really loved and cared about. i woke up today thinking about kate. i slept bad last night.. and i cant for the live of me figure out why. i find it ironic how fast good days go and how slow bad days go...
i wish there was a way to erase memories sadly thats impossible..
You Put A Bullet In My Head
Turned Black Thoughts To Red
This Could All End In Tragedy
I Dream Of You Dead That Your Dead To Rest
I Wont Look Back In For Memory
But Don't Rush Us Out Like I Sold You
Are You A Killer And I Think I Know Its You
I Was Deep In That Night I Know Its Taking This
So Hurry Up To Figure You Out To Insult'
Your Glass Kept From Falling Down
One Time From Your Good Times
I'm Not Interested In Working This Out
And That's What You Are
I Said Blistered Fucking Mess
Fuck Off To Be Without You
Die In Use To Burn Just Bury
Any Part Because The Walk On My Hand
Not Even Not Even Kick You When Your Down
Though You Wanted Something Because You
Are Living The Lonely Star
But This Is The Part Where I Say Goodbye!
(And Let The Scent Of Time)
Pull Over Us Say Goodbye!
And Let The Scent Of Time Pull Over Us
You Never Had To Crawl
You Never Had To Say What It Feels Like
To Be So Trapped Underneath
The Weight Of Someone's World Comes Crashing Down On Me
I Was Longing To Be Free I have Left A Burden In You And Me
This Is My Farewell To You And I
This Could All End In Tragedy
i wish there was a way to erase memories sadly thats impossible..
You Put A Bullet In My Head
Turned Black Thoughts To Red
This Could All End In Tragedy
I Dream Of You Dead That Your Dead To Rest
I Wont Look Back In For Memory
But Don't Rush Us Out Like I Sold You
Are You A Killer And I Think I Know Its You
I Was Deep In That Night I Know Its Taking This
So Hurry Up To Figure You Out To Insult'
Your Glass Kept From Falling Down
One Time From Your Good Times
I'm Not Interested In Working This Out
And That's What You Are
I Said Blistered Fucking Mess
Fuck Off To Be Without You
Die In Use To Burn Just Bury
Any Part Because The Walk On My Hand
Not Even Not Even Kick You When Your Down
Though You Wanted Something Because You
Are Living The Lonely Star
But This Is The Part Where I Say Goodbye!
(And Let The Scent Of Time)
Pull Over Us Say Goodbye!
And Let The Scent Of Time Pull Over Us
You Never Had To Crawl
You Never Had To Say What It Feels Like
To Be So Trapped Underneath
The Weight Of Someone's World Comes Crashing Down On Me
I Was Longing To Be Free I have Left A Burden In You And Me
This Is My Farewell To You And I
This Could All End In Tragedy