Fucking tired
Of this fucking shit
This motherfucking life
And all this fucking hatred.
Am I really the bad guy in here?
Sure I wasn't ready for you to stay
But if you see things clear
You were the first to pull away.
Now the rain falls fast outside
And it's clounding my sight
I can't see my future from here
But I know I don't deserve your crap.
Stop bitching,
Stop whining
Stop being a fucking baby
If you want something hold on to it!
It was a chalenge and you were weak
You made promises you couldn't keep
I gave you choices you couldn't stand
No I'm the one who's not sticking around
to see the end.
16 dezembro, 2011
A piece of fucking mind...
Etiquetas: Paranoia, Reflections
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