Here you are again at the fork in the road
One way is freedom and pure happiness...
Lies, Lies, Lies
These broken promises are building up...
Slowly but softly tears my soul is crying, as to...
The doctors have done what they can do, my life is...
I pretend that everything is ok, like all the bad...
Everything inside used to seem complete, my walls...
I don't care what you say
My ears they are closed...
I came to you bruised from past mistakes
I though you could be my band-aid...
Black blood of my soul
Leaking out for all to see...
No strength to get up
never wanting to sleep...
When I look at you
I cant help but smile...
I shuddered through the symptoms
of an early morning breakdown...
Question:
Do you love me...
I am the smile that you fake.
I am the chaos you constantly make...