Are we still or was it just a plot, to get yourself off, and hope I'm not listening it happens. (she said) I can't begin to say how I am, I never for this to happen. the Sun goes down, the knives out..
I'm on the you left me on, a sickening strip of sand; no lifeboats, no off.
We give up, we give in, we what we can; we're trapped without a second chance. we give up, we give in, withought Christ, what was I thinking?
oh lungs desperatley filled by someone and sad, because you know lover, be back. all these , useless and absurd Such a of this, the harbor and the water sick.
Shall I stay or end up drunk and soft Like a old man sunk in his veins not to get caught. (he says) I know you didn't the sound that I made; simple,and sad, and easy to fake. the liquids down, the knives out.
I'm on the island you me on, such a sickening strip of no lifeboats, no off.
We up, we give in, we take what we can; we're deep without a second chance. We give up, we give in, withought I'll be the night you go down.
oh lungs desperatley filled by someone and sad, because you your lover, be back. all words , useless and absurd Such a of this, the harbor and the water sick.
I your reasons, for this dance. I'd me, too, if I I had the slightest chance.
I cry aloud to these sheets they grip tight. i fall asleep to the of my own life. If I drink this fast enough, I might get lucky and won't up. [x2]