Purple
a bruise on your leg...
Time is passing, the day is gone,
them games you were playing...
Take A PULL, on this glass,
and I FEEL...
*This is just free write'in, so I dont think its...
I must be close 2 death...
My scars tell a story
My mom doesn’t want to hear...
I look into her eyes
And I know that it's all true...
Suppressed by my darkest fears
Soaked in my own blood and tears...
Fo all dem b-i-t-c-h-e-s dat is always hatin
when i come around they start shakin...
In my dreams you are the one that I see.
The one and only girl for me...
No one knows the real me
they only see what i pretend to be...
I just wanted jump over world now.
To pull your hair and to scream "grows"...
Tonights the night i realize now this divorce is...
but i'm sure he'll be okay when he understand that...