20 October 2012
~Warning: bad language~
I never seem to learn From all the mistakes, Bad ideas and heartaches I've put myself through, Guess I like the taste of you Way too much to ever quit, And I never seem to see That it'll all end so badly, There's a needle scratch In my life, jump back To the beginning of the act, Keep on repeating the same shit Over and over again, Until there's no room left On my arms for any more scars, And no space in my head to think, My lungs are heavy and Blood pumps for another filthy drink, When all that keeps you breathing Is the dull-rush of being pissed And the pain of wasteful wanting, Wishing all the stars would Crash like comets, Burn up, burn out, Smother me in the night's Velvet funeral gown, Maybe if the world falls down I'll finally learn from my Mistakes.
Mistakes • Opuss № I