January 2010
Frustrated, degraded, down before you're done Rejection, depression, can't get what you want You ask me how I make my way You ask me everywhere and why You hang on every word I say But the truth sound
Eternal the kiss I breath Siphon your blood to me Feel my wounds of your god Forever rape mortality I smell of death I reek of hate I will live forever Lost child pay the dead Bleeding screams of sile
I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch you smile while you are sleeping Far away and dreaming I could spend my life in this sweet surrender I could stay lost in this moment forever Well,
Where is the old times, when I was happy? Where are the old friends, when your new dont want you around? The old times are dead and gone, and the pain in my heart has just begun
Det känns som om jag är fängslad här i Smedby och Kalmar. Har ingenstans att ta vägen, och känner mig isolerad i min lägenhet. Jag har absolut ingenstas att ta vägen, förutom till jobbet och
Lite information till er från mig: Namn: Patrik A.K.A: Clint, Metal-Clint Ålder: 22 Band: Inget just nu, men ska starta ett antingen nu i Januari, eller i Februari Tidigare band: Dark Dreams I
Welcome to where time stands still No one leaves and no one will Moon is full, never seems to change Just labeled mentally deranged Dream the same thing every night I see our freedom in my sight No lo