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There's alarm bells ringing, But what can I do. There's fish in the sea, My fish had to be you. Alarm bells were right, You're nothing but trouble. An angry, painful lover, Made to burst my bubble.
I've felt this torment many times before. The scream that builds to an internal roar. An urge in my muscles to burst out of my skin. Where is the end, I don't know where to begin.
The worst type of crying is the silent one. The one when everyone is asleep. The one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry from the tears. The one where you just want to...
I'm so sorry about yesterday, mom My two eyes were leaking tears I locked my door and didn't take a step outside What do I do.
Gone like a bolt, Vanished with a flash. Like its my fault . You're just being rash. Tried hard to halt, But couldn't avoid the crash. Now It burns like you were salt, Being rubbed into a gash.
My heart is being sliced one by one. With all the guilt and stupid things I have done. Scars and bruises cause no pain. Although I like to make them it somehow keeps me sane.
I can't stand straight I can't look up I feel like I Am about to throw up My skin is clammy My tounge is dry I kinda feel... like I'm gonna die I'm just sick...
The night will soon be upon me, like an imposing, unwelcome guest. I hate nothing more than sleeping alone, so again the night brings a test.
Surrounded by people, I give a smile, Blend into the old routine. Everyday, Every hour, Every minute another lie. Calm and collected, Funny and polite, Everything one should be.
Do you know what it feels like to be left behind. Losing everyone around you in such little time.
Do you ever wish you could have get someone back. When you know they were the one. And you would do anything to get them back.
Pain is beauty Pain is true Pain is curious Pain is you Pain is real Pain is glee Pain is alone Pain is me Pain is lying on the bathroom floor knowing that there is nothing more.
"Make me cry" The whisper came, barely audible. "Make me cry, I need to feel something. Something I know is real. I need that release. The endorphin's to rush through me. The tears make me real.
I'm so immature, I apologise, I could'nt give you more. I watched you walk away, I held an open door. I cannot explain, I'm so obscure... But you'd never turn on me.
I'm going to throw myself down the well, Keep falling until I meet hell. There I can escape you... And the things you make me want to do. You'll never have me be a bother.
I met a girl. She grabbed hold of my heart. I knew this was love. Right from the start. I let her in. I gave her a key. I just didn't know. What she'd do to me. I opened my heart. Gave her my love.
This isn't going to rhyme. the emotions to strong for me to make it have a beat. I love you. Oh god I can't tell you how much. but I suck.
You got your secrets locked inside, you got them hidden so well I'm gonna break down all your walls and find out what you won't tell I know you think you're the queen of the slogan of the massive...
Eternal pain, something I will take to my grave. Your memory is an image I just can't erase. I spend my life always walking in the shadows. Scared, alone, locked away inside my castle.
If looks could kill, Then mine would, If mine could, And I didn't still love you with all the pieces of my broken heart, That fell apart, And is lying on the floor, No I can't take it any more.
Played on like a guitar. Your emotions strung too far. This is heartbreaking. Like a bee sting. I'd hate to make you chose. Because whichever way you're going to lose. One of us will be gone.
My screams go unheard. So louder and louder I cry. People to busy to look around. People to busy to ask why. They can't see i'm invisible to them. They care not for what I do.
I've got a big pile of cocaine. I have enough to ease the pain. I've got new reasons to fly (to fly). I'm going to get myself high. I've got worn out leather boots. I took too many steps from you.
I may have drank too much. The courage was dutch. But the call went like such. You hurt me before. I was cold to the core. All broken and sore. You left me once. There's no second chance.