Disgrace

by Lestat   Mar 28, 2006


The clock is ticking
My heart is beating
My blood is flowing
Fake smile across my face

My hands are shaking
My heart is breaking
My blood is boiling
Waiting for deaths cold embrace

The blades keep cutting
My eyes are crying
You kept on lying
When i go i wont leave a trace

The clock stops ticking
My heart stops beating
My blood stops flowing
Im dead.. Such a useless disgrace

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  • 18 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    Wow nice tempo...that rly was intense..loved it buddy. :)

    lissa

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