Spinning
Floating...
Like this house I am broken,
I hate it...
You'll never fully grasp
What is gripping me...
I'm getting old and there's still no you
so i'm gonna do what i wanna do...
Everyone is in their own personal hell,
Everyone needs someone to tell...
Her pale skin glows in the dark
Sitting at the edge of her bed...
The blade of darkness and depression is about to...
You ask yourself
Why am I never good enough...
Every rose has a thorn
The thorn that digs in to wrist...
Once upon a time,
I had so many friends...
There's never a true meaning of being happy,
I sit and wonder while my life is passing...
She laughs as I bleed,
She laughs as I cry...