Looking high and low for a friend
seeming to find that day to day...
Why do we live in a world,
that resorts to violence and hate...
Hands raised in the air,
together we stand for whats fair...
Like me, Love me
Hate me, Rate me...
I love to hate my lust for fate
For my Love always comes too late...
Clocks have lost all track of time
oh, what a catastrophy...
This whole world is filled with pain,
Wild beasts yet left UN-tame...
He's a man with a past, scars all around,
Which have engraved themselves into him...
Truth is ugly and cold
Truth is your mirror...
Forbidden love the greatest kind
Fruit of thorns but not of vines...
Emo is a state of mind.
It doesn't mean...
Life is full of lies
We lie to become what we idealize...