I am a story stunted by the pain that drives me to distraction. |
Come forth fiery winter
Come forth the grey tommorow...
It used to be so perfect,
Just living here with you...
I thought I'd found the reason, i knew I'd found...
Then you came and turned it around, everything a...
This sad broken angel, her face wet with tears,
Her heart broken down, a victim of the years...
Anyway
If you do good, people will accuse you of being...
You to me are the saddest song, of heartbreak, deception and disillusion. |
Theres no poetry in the stars for me tonight, mere burning balls of agony, screaming for my soul. |
Life can be polar. Bear that in mind. |