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Yeah, maybe I'm crazy, but at least I'm still around Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day Quiet calm hanging from dull needles in the air Madness is the gift that has been given to me
This intoxication thrills me, I only pray it doesn't kill me Another sleepless night turns color black and white This puzzle's dead inside, missing pieces, growing eyes I used to live in a world of black and white Until my dreams turned day into night Sitting in a corner all alone Staring from the bottom of his soul Don't want to remember when I was alive When I held my true love in my arms You're drifting away cause you want it that way And I'm picking up the pieces of hearts That completely have broken in two I almost forgot your face 'Till they played that song tonight The one we used to hate |
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