songs
It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away.
What stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day.It makes no sense at all. ~blink-182
Cuase I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name ~taking back sunday
Open up my eyes,
Flood it with delight.
Another sleepless night turns color black and white.
With all the things I've said,
There is just regret.
A beating in my head. ~finch
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
It's so pathetic
I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away.
What stupid poem could fix this home
I'd read it every day.It makes no sense at all. ~blink-182
Cuase I'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
This'll be last chance you get to drop my name ~taking back sunday
Open up my eyes,
Flood it with delight.
Another sleepless night turns color black and white.
With all the things I've said,
There is just regret.
A beating in my head. ~finch