If only life would not drive a knife in your back, And the your enshrouded in black, and it hacks into you, driving deeper into your spine, Be afraid of the devine and the fine things in your soul, Fighting in the cold, fighting to stay alive, and to thrive in the household I will not go to show off enough, I cant take it anymore, The feeling drives me towards the light, I see no more. Good bye, My love, I'll go, I'm gone, goodbye, I've left you at home all alone, I'm sorry i have to go.
Rich Boi12 · Fri Oct 13, 2006 @ 09:14pm · 0 Comments |