The more I say I don't like you
The more I like you,
And the more I like you
The more I say I hate you,... |
Have I given up on myself
How could I let things get this bad
Knife in hand I let the blade slide
How d... |
In out in out
the heartbeat of my mind
shivering... staring... haunting.
Lost I'm in I'm out..
darkne... |
I'm very depressed; very sad,
A knife in my hand I surly have,
I look at my wrist, then the knife,
Then... |
Behind the image,
That the young boy shows,
Lies a terrible soul,
Filled with worry and woe.
Outside... |
A configuration of leaves and cancer
support a stone monument,
the one that should be right above
an Ap... |
when I'm feeling down and low
i know the perfect place to go,
I either go to talk to my razor or knif... |
Why doesn't my mother like me
I ask myself everyday
Whenever I try to be myself
She makes me feel like ... |
You're my cat-eyed boy
The Savannah grass and golden light
Lazy days and hot passion
Racing and ... |
You thought I was just a spark,
Something you could controle,
To lighten the dark.
I am the flame,
The... |
