I can't believe I'm here again,
123 St. Lucifer street...
Twisting black smoke arose from
the neighbors chimney, swirling...
Youre supposed to feel sorry,
youre supposed to feel bad...
Here are some albums that I really enjoy
I take music quite seriously, it is not a toy...
Temptation from the start
Deprivation in my heart...
I sit upon the gate to our old school playground,
It's raining, but I know the tree to my left will...
Stuck in a room with no doors or windows cant get...
this is a poem my friend wrote when she got raped...
I tried to open your eyes,
I tried to make you see...
Tears rolling down my eyes.
But nobody can hear my soft and desolate cries...
With my hands in the pockets of my jeans,
Walking down the road, and yes I know...
None of you believe in me.
And from time to time my dreams were hard to see...
Dont give a shite about your classes
I was barely even there...