this little girl, grown too cold no drive to divert, no hand to fol… in showing who’s growing up, misery unfolds unknowing, ongoing
she posseses a laugh that kills like the drop her lips echo whispers of the poison she’s got want all of her passion
have you seen my fire? I’ve misplaced it. somewhere in my darkest resentment… hidden along with my fear of failu… and drive to be my own character
it plays it my head a hundred times through the softest of gestures I have given to you our eyes are held even
there’s the potential for this to… there’s a strong chance for all th… I’m not saying that all this is ho… there’s a slight chance that we mi… this is the part where I smile and…
it kills me to remember you’re just past gone, past breath… when it rolls around September I’m just past done, past thinking and every broken whisper
what if I told you.. that I’m not alright. I’m not saying I’m restless, but I can’t sleep at night. Due to thoughts of my fears,
tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you my lies bare the truth of each moment I’ve truly despised if you tell me your secrets
baby come to bed it’s cold, and I can’t find a spar… baby where’s your head?
you know what I say—funkit killem kill a man jah’ro be at the top tomorrow you gotta know your body
is it a penchant for self-loathing… my mind has a habit of deviation filling answers with questions tha… my heart has a practice of exhumat… and forgiving the most cold-bloode…
I lost my color when I found my s… clipped the wings of found ignoran… and taught me to fly on a current so timeless I lost my last strand of youth
the holder, beholder ahead of your game with nothing to lose but your face and your name divisions, provisions
I’m the only one left stumbling he… and I just want to walk away. Like those I know from long ago and decided not to stay. To my not so dear past lessons lea…
it’s something lost in translation something for you to find.. something left at the station to turn back and retrace your footsteps