residues of pain traced and locked n my wrist, I've pulled your needle out
Tapped out, veins drained and left me feeling weak, my addiction, was bad
A life full of lust; I waited on my knees, begged and pleaded, for some type of release
But you've held on, maybe a little tighter than my own;
I lived in your eyes and died in your heart
Hold me, please... like a junkie to your words;
Lyrics fueled the words in between my life stanzas;
Paper thin heart, you shattered and left my pieces broken
I am lost, I am so lost; sadden by the days of our lives;
If time would stop, I'd still be moving
Slowly through the obstacles, our path no longer concrete;
What can be so tangible if we both fail to believe
Abstract like my mind on E;
I rather pop b4 I bleed, too many white lines leaves me unreal, too many fillers to even feel
Void is filled...
Replacement for the places you couldnt go,
one addiction to another;
Withdrawal... my heart leaks and love was my drug;
I've weened your agony out
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