These tears never end, once again, something left to amend, that is far beneath the bends. So selfish of me, they where your tendencies, that brought the harmonious agony.
It tears deep inside, so take your hypercritical pride, and put it aside, just try. You have to commit, your so loosely knit, too worried about matching wits.
That was some sin, deposing of my next of kin, and now it burns deep within. We should start again, remember when, we were just friends, seemed easy then.
We were always on the verge, just wanting to be heard, now its about to be served, between us, this misguided trust, watch love turn to rust.
It started with a beat, that moved more than our feet, it felt so unique. Now I've become meek, so weak, I shall inherit the earth, I had to let go of a new birth.
This flight has finally lost all control, leaving my soul to take the toll, but who you are, shouts so loud in my face, but I am too proud to leave this place.
And I hear a voice call my name, it's hard for me to refrain, from breaking your picture frame. You know I hate to play this game, I wish you had some type of shame, to bare. Little spared, I guess you never really cared, now my hate glares off me, making everything I do so obsolete.
It is the screaming of hateful things and all the obscene, but in my dreams we're finally at peace. Then I realize I am just asleep, seems I'm stuck on this plain, and if it's all same, I put no aim on the blame.
It tears deep inside, so take your hypercritical pride, and put it aside, just try. You have to commit, your so loosely knit, too worried about matching wits.
That was some sin, deposing of my next of kin, and now it burns deep within. We should start again, remember when, we were just friends, seemed easy then.
We were always on the verge, just wanting to be heard, now its about to be served, between us, this misguided trust, watch love turn to rust.
It started with a beat, that moved more than our feet, it felt so unique. Now I've become meek, so weak, I shall inherit the earth, I had to let go of a new birth.
This flight has finally lost all control, leaving my soul to take the toll, but who you are, shouts so loud in my face, but I am too proud to leave this place.
And I hear a voice call my name, it's hard for me to refrain, from breaking your picture frame. You know I hate to play this game, I wish you had some type of shame, to bare. Little spared, I guess you never really cared, now my hate glares off me, making everything I do so obsolete.
It is the screaming of hateful things and all the obscene, but in my dreams we're finally at peace. Then I realize I am just asleep, seems I'm stuck on this plain, and if it's all same, I put no aim on the blame.
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I can see your pain
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