27 August 2012
Your heart starts to ache.
As the scream gets closer Your stomach sinks, As the scream gets closer Your bad memories start to link.
As the scream gets ready to blow You bite your red, bloody lip, As the scream gets ready to blow You hope the scream won't slip.
Now your letting your scream get away You feel yourself turning red, Now your letting your scream get away You wish you were tucked away in bed.
Let It Out • Opuss № I