March
1 April 2007
Orka vara mig idag.
Panik ._.
I believe I can see the future
Cause I repeat the same routine
I think I used to have a purpose
But then again
That might have been a dream
I think I used to have a voice
Now I never make a so
Do you know how far this has gone?
Just how damaged I have become?
When I think I can overcome,
it runs even deeper.
Everything that matters is gone.
All the hands of hope have withdrawn.
Could
' Don't panic just because everyone left you.
If we cut out the bad.
Then we'd have nothing left.
Like I cut up your angels.
You stabbed me to death.
' Sooner or later.
Jag önskar att det bara är ett skämt.
men innerst inne vet jag att det är sant.
Why won't you just kill me.
Du dödar mig. mer och mer för varje minut som går.
Du knäcker mig och bryter ner mig till småsten.
Ändå, så låter jag dig göra det.
För j
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