I have dreams of my fantasies... and nightmares of my reality... |
"I wish, for just one night, these dreams would end... but then again, what am I without these dreams?" |
We're dying as we speak. |
Music is my only friend |
The fallen angels at my feet cry for my remorse. |
Is all that we see or seem, |
The blood on my wrists are just the form of words I can't express... |
We are all trapped in between our flaws |
The cruelest part of your body is not the mind but the heart. it confuses you,makes you feel different,changes you and puts sh#t in your head...yet without it we cant live |
DEATH LEAVES |