What can I say about me
Something you can’t see...
Where is the song, once sung?
Where is the safety in which we lived...
I believe in God, is there something wrong with...
I believe in Jesus, and I really don’t care...
Its hard to let go of feelings buried deep
slowly and steadily i start to slit...
Someone once told me
not to give in...
After school at school thats how it usually is.
My first street fight Ive been in the ring but...
How marvelous is the stain of betrayal
Excellently groovy living with perverted truth...
Consequences:
The results of our actions...
We are lost in future
And memories of past...
Here we stand
hand in hand...
Trust is something you depend on
and you take advantage of a lot...
She wears all black,
No other colors...