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the thoughts inside my head
twisting and turning, screeching accusations at the worthless matter that is my brain
i can't take it
this hurts, i can't go on any longer
horrific memories from a fragmented childhood
i remember it well
my mother once gently slapped me when i was two
i was two!
no wonder i have become this bitter teenager
why me?
why not anyone else?
i am the victim, i am too deep, its a curse
"As a matter of fact I was the one who said I love you first
It was about eight years ago, don't act like you don't know
We were sittin' at home in your mama's livin' room
Cause, we couldn't be alone
See your mama knew I was something else, she knew how I felt
Back then we were in school; and that's your favourite excuse
Growin' up I was a fool; and I can't lie I'm missing you
Listen and don't trip
I think I need a bottle with a genie in it
Here's my wish list"
oh god it hurts
music is my only release from this agonising reality that has become my life
its getting darker
im going to make this private, keep my deep thoughts to myself...none of you will understand these emotions i go through, nobody can.
the mood swings
the falling in and out of love
the arguments with parents
normal teenage emotions?tell me THOSE are normal teenage emotions!
you self centred morons.
you'll never understand
ever
"You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you "
aaah, so appropriate, the twisted vocal cords of mario provide a perfect description of my angst and suffering.
twisting and turning, screeching accusations at the worthless matter that is my brain
i can't take it
this hurts, i can't go on any longer
horrific memories from a fragmented childhood
i remember it well
my mother once gently slapped me when i was two
i was two!
no wonder i have become this bitter teenager
why me?
why not anyone else?
i am the victim, i am too deep, its a curse
"As a matter of fact I was the one who said I love you first
It was about eight years ago, don't act like you don't know
We were sittin' at home in your mama's livin' room
Cause, we couldn't be alone
See your mama knew I was something else, she knew how I felt
Back then we were in school; and that's your favourite excuse
Growin' up I was a fool; and I can't lie I'm missing you
Listen and don't trip
I think I need a bottle with a genie in it
Here's my wish list"
oh god it hurts
music is my only release from this agonising reality that has become my life
its getting darker
im going to make this private, keep my deep thoughts to myself...none of you will understand these emotions i go through, nobody can.
the mood swings
the falling in and out of love
the arguments with parents
normal teenage emotions?tell me THOSE are normal teenage emotions!
you self centred morons.
you'll never understand
ever
"You should let me love you
Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need
Baby good love and protection
Make me your selection
Show you the way love's supposed to be
Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you "
aaah, so appropriate, the twisted vocal cords of mario provide a perfect description of my angst and suffering.