Oct 04, 2005 03:13
Wow. I hate life right now. I always procastinate and bury myself with shit and then i get stressed. And when i get stressed I get depressed really easily. I'm headed down a one way road to absolute failure.
we sit in corners and sip burnt coffee,
count the tiles up on the ceiling,
lets skip the pretense and cut straight to dying
just don't beg me to keep your eyes from crying
she keeps on asking "do you think it hurts much to die?"
its hurting so much more to stay alive now,
shes gonna find out how much it hurts to die
she laced her perfume up with death,
i feel it in my lungs,
so i'll pull in the deepest breath and drop my head