I fall in to the back ground of life's twisted form of reality we refuse to believe is true.
I fall in to the back ground of life's twisted form of reality we refuse to believe is true, though we swim in the blood of our dead and dying old ways. Time to move on. Time to put away the youth and live. Or rather. Live the way life wants you to live. Time to be an adult. To be grown up. But i don't want to. I still want my blanket when i go to bed. I still want to cuddle with my teddy ebar before i sleep. Now, I can't. I will be going to go to sleep on my text books and my key board. Is it worth it? Is it worth giving up every waking moment of my life to go to school just so i can get a job and then have to give up my life again just to get money to pay the bills?
Time flies by window and i drown in the fake bubble they have put up. "Don't do that" That'll mess you up" "That's wrong" "That's bad" "Dob't" "Stop" "No" Do i need this? POP IT! BREAK IT! I want to return to my innocent age. My naive life was the best. Living life has jaded me to it. Leave me alone to be my self. I painted this evil form of life now let me live it.
Time flies by window and i drown in the fake bubble they have put up. "Don't do that" That'll mess you up" "That's wrong" "That's bad" "Dob't" "Stop" "No" Do i need this? POP IT! BREAK IT! I want to return to my innocent age. My naive life was the best. Living life has jaded me to it. Leave me alone to be my self. I painted this evil form of life now let me live it.