

RunFilthy thoughts and twisted words pour from my side, from your lies just how longRun
ive been wandering alone i dont recall... but i remember the last time that i saw your face i didnt notice at all the pain, the loss you say i caused you
i dont know you, anymore she said to me the hardness of your heart the hatred in your eyes no, i dont know you anymore
did you forget me, while you were lying on his bed? on your back, your shell disposed
a lover lost, and a whore exposed
run run, he'll find us soo


Hard Timeshard times, oh hard times are here knuckles are bleeding, beside a broken mirrorHard Times
And what have they done, that makes you weep so? Comfort can feel so far away, and this world can seem unreal
Hard times, oh hard times are here Drink away, drink away your fears
If I had a second chance If Id only known But present becomes the past and now I am alone


Work on a Sunny DayA vibrant layer of paper mache has plastered itelf to everything the light touches The dull, plain colored wood making up the floor, the table and chairs has sprung to life at least making it more pleasant- but I still know that beneath this facade is the same blandnessWork on a Sunny Day
that has always been there. Yes, the light mocks me. A subtle warmth spreads across my back, through my plain white t-shirt, and causes a bead of anxious sweat to trickle down my side. Slowly, the light recedes, and the art it has revealed fades with it. Shunned and offended by me, a bit


Wake UpWake up to greet the day the small things fade away time passes them aside but you're still on my mindWake Up
like a blue sky over an ocean of light and now it's time now it's time...
it's true
that people change even angels
fall from grace but there's no need to hide my love don't cry
looking into your eyes with your hand in mine and now it's time to say goodbye
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periwinkle
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where do you live? -mostly in my head
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Like a building caught on fire,
smoke is churning up the funeral pyre.
Isabel, don't tell me lies, I want to see you take off your disguise.
Over the mountains I must go. Isabel, I wish it were not so.
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Like a building caught on fire,
smoke is churning up the funeral pyre.
Isabel, don't tell me lies, I want to see you take off your disguise.
Over the mountains I must go. Isabel, I wish it were not so.
but..maybe that means I'll get off before 8.
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Like a building caught on fire,
smoke is churning up the funeral pyre.
Isabel, don't tell me lies, I want to see you take off your disguise.
Over the mountains I must go. Isabel, I wish it were not so.
--
Like a building caught on fire,
smoke is churning up the funeral pyre.
Isabel, don't tell me lies, I want to see you take off your disguise.
Over the mountains I must go. Isabel, I wish it were not so.
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