16 October 2012

I think it's when I saw you, Standing innocently there, Acting like nothing you do, Is ever slightly unfair,

My tears were still flowing, My hands sticking to the wheel, I had no idea where I was going, But hoping hearts could heal,

I let go once I saw you staring, Your friends were drunk too, Each one was there daring, But who ran in front? Just you,

My pure hatred, and my dread, Are the reasons why you're dead.

DiddleBlame It On Heart Break • Opuss № I