Why do I even dream?
Why do I even cry?
Nothing matters anymore
When somebody dies
So I push the razor through my skin
In hopes of getting fucked again
Life has fucked me many times
And nothing will matter when I die
Why do I feel?
Why do I try to heal?
These wounds they are getting deeper
And I start to fear this deadly reaper
So why do I try
When nothing matters when we die?
Why do I breath?
Why do I move?
NOthing matters anymore
I'm dead inside
I no longer try to hide
I fade into the night...













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