Deaths Ears
She walks into a room with nothing but people...
The shadows are coming
time is turning...
I turned on the computer
and opened MSN...
I hate that I can't look at you with out the feel...
I hate that I just let you take advantage of me...
Sinful passion that burn like flames,
The fire that grows, that calls my name...
Another time, another dream,
Of places far and in-between...
Cancerous images bloom in the mind
Take this knife and cut the throat...
I hate you for everything you've done to me
I hate you for the night under stars...
They blamed me for every fault,
They used me as default...
You are a princess
Smart, Sweet, and Stylish...
Read between the red lines covering my skin
they bring out the hurt inside thats buried deep...
I write these bullets out for you;
frustration is my gun...