Are we still connected or was it a plot, to get yourself off, and that I'm not when it happens. (she said) I can't to say how sorry I am, I never meant for to happen. the Sun goes down, the knives out..
I'm on the island you me on, such a 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 in, withought blinking; Jesus Christ, what was I
oh these lungs desperatley by someone and sad, because you know lover, be back. all words , useless and absurd a sight of this, makes the harbor and the sick.
Shall I stay rejected or end up and soft Like a old man sunk in his veins not to get caught. (he says) I you didn't miss the sound that I made; simple,and sad, and easy to fake. the down, the knives come out.
I'm on the island you me on, such a sickening strip of no lifeboats, no off.
We give up, we give in, we take we can; trapped deep without a second chance. We give up, we give in, thinking; I'll be there the you go down.
oh these lungs desperatley by someone and sad, because you know lover, be back. all words , useless and absurd a sight of this, makes the and the water sick.
I understand reasons, for awkward dance. I'd me, too, if I I had the slightest chance.
I cry aloud to these sheets they back tight. i asleep to the sound of my own life. If I drink this bottle enough, I might get and won't wake up. [x2]