Those painful time, So alone so ashamed, I am not coming back, There's nothing to gain. Breathe for me, Dont wake me from the slumber, Stay with me, Possession taking over.
shut my mouth and strike the demons cursed you and your reasons out of hand and out of season out of love and out of feeling so bad but when I can, I will words defy the plans but when I can, I will fool enough to almost be it and cool enough to not quite see it and old enough to always feel it always old, I'll always feel this no more promise, no more sorrow no longer will I follow can anybody hear me I just want to be me !!!
What have i done in this few years? What have I become ? Surrender ? I just wish that i can be careless I still seeking for the comfortably numb feelings.