Everything they are has bled to nothing
Running, running, always running from something...
In my mind there's a war that I've designed
A battle I fight alone...
Theses are all my emo poems and the last one is my...
(Emo Kid...
I am not here to hurt,
Not here to flurt...
As I stare at myself.
The blood rushes down my spine...
Why did i live
i took a lot of bullets...
There a single tear drop that drips from a eye.
This tear drop symbolize unmarketable pain...
Can't keep a good man down
But you can hold him till he drowns...
I look behind me,
I look beside me...
Welcome to the land of make believe ,
with false hopes and shattered dreams...
**This is part two of Slow Motion. Well, a remix...
I don't know what's happenin...
A rainy day as cold as ice
A gentle breeze that could make you shiver...