Pretending has become a art
second nature to me...
Have we ever parted?
Or was it either never stayed...
Beseech tainted senses to start bleeding again
because I tasted death and brittle deities...
"Please, I don't want to die."
I say with tears in my eyes...
Every day they see me smile.
They'll never know my hearts on trial...
Go ahead and judge me
But think before you do...
You took advantage of her
You're quite a cruel soul...
Unstated love(Lira)
Affectionate tender smile...
It seems so insane,
Feigning the mundane...
You told me to always be honest with people in...
This house is not a home but a prison
this house isn't filled with love only with hate...
I hate the way you own my soul,
As hard as it is to say...