October 2011
You just wanted your pages wiped clean. Cause I spy with my bloodshot eye an crisis that runs skindeep. When the adrenaline rise and the meters turn red, your bound to retaliate. So please. Clearify,
The last time our axis met, I swore that this, this! Was it. And it went down, With none at the steering wheel, I would watch my step in this. Fervent terrain, traces written, Hope the guiding light'
Why are you haunting me? Why are you haunting me? Why are you haunting me? Why are you haunting me? Everything about me is a lie, At least it feels that way when I look in your eyes now. The truth s
" jag pratar med Gud lika mycket som jag pratar med Satan för jag vill höra bådas sida av saken, gör det mig cynisk? det finns inga mirakel och detta är inget mirakulöst liv. jag avnjuter