'' I spend most of my time alone,

And I start to see my dream of falling down again,

Is soon my own reality once more,

I sing my song all alone,

My hands always reach out for things it can't get...

To speak out infront of you,

Time is running out and what should I do?

I can't show my true me ifront of you...

They make a fool of me,

Always think I am done,

all they do is Laughting and talk and waste my time...

How can't you see the flood of tears I make?

How can't you see the old ripped veins on my arm?

How can't you see the demon who lives inside me?...

You don't know what you are doing friend...

And I don't think you ever going to do it ether...

You are getting in a way you shouldn't...

When you told me, I won't leave you...

I see another lie, from a face that won't re'disappear...

You just told me another lie...

among to many liers...

I don't have anyone at my side...

And why should I believe you now?

now I won't...

I won't...''

Annons

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June 2011