Jul 06, 2005 01:42
Im turning upside down, and somehow that frown is as fake as your smile.
As the fridge is empty just like how you found me, til you filled me up with such bullshit, i pattern up with endless dreams, i rather breathe to choke on reality.
Dont you hate it, every ounce you waste on tears, every sound you cry?
Dont you hate it, standing till you fall just to get back up and try?
The music fades like everything, and echo of time, reaching me like a criminal, begging please help me and dont let me bleed to my death even though i tried to kill you. Faces i rather forget, places that i rather be than here, but who do you really steer?
Dont you hate it, every bitch cracking its voice, when you die?
Dont you hate it, every inch peeling of the skin, when you reply?
There's nothing, left to believe, isn't it just luck, you stupid fuck?