Post by deadtotheworld on May 24, 2012 4:57:27 GMT -5
Misguided soul, no truth to be told,
You hide behind your own false realities.
Faded scars to match your dreams,
Crushed before they begin it seems.
When will you learn it will never be your turn,
Your abeyance is permanent, your wishes are not their concern.
You can never win, you slice your porcelain skin.
Blood dripping, theyre all grinning, you’ve f***** it all up again.
You hide behind your own false realities.
Faded scars to match your dreams,
Crushed before they begin it seems.
When will you learn it will never be your turn,
Your abeyance is permanent, your wishes are not their concern.
You can never win, you slice your porcelain skin.
Blood dripping, theyre all grinning, you’ve f***** it all up again.