jueves, 26 de marzo de 2015

am i really sinking this low?

you had the craziest dreams
while my mind is a sinful work of art
i'd tear my fucked up skin apart 
just to prove that there's nothing left inside

i hate everything i write
''that's okay''- they say -
''words hate you too''
the holes in my heart are as estranged as my love

there are cracks in my lips
that could send this room away
tell you mother that you love me
tell your father that you needed him

don't wanna get love from lies 
but all my friends left me everytime i've told the truth

the best thing you have had has gone away

lover, love is never over
i cared too much about at all
i hurted myself so i can make it about it all
my favourite songs still make me cry
and some lines still can make me smile

clingy little thing
im never gonna be like you want me to be
with hurted fingers and twisted back
i wanna love myself as half as i love you
i breath you even though im breathing nothing

the spaces between reality and my head are bigger and bigger

i'm so tired of making everybody sad
it's so empty inside
so stupid and blind
i would be lying if i say that i don't wanna die
and end up these tears on my eyes