I love the way your scent, intoxicates my every breath, Or maybe how your perfume, always lingers on my bed. I love it when you let me in, with your warmth on wintry nights, Or maybe how you touch my heart, and send shivers down my spine.
Again I feel the need to cut open my own skin. Again I feel the need to bleed for the things that you did. Again I can't control this beast within, a hate in my heart that can't help but win. So I'll take out a blade and cut it all off, I'll bleed this all out just to make it all stop.
Up and down and up, and down, all around and all over town. From the upwards of peaks to the lowest of streams, just listen to me and you'll find where you need to be. Just get through this creek, take your time and find peace, then you will learn how to follow your dreams.
So heartless, when did I start this, heavens a thought, but If I don't believe in god; just start with yourself, and fix the things that bring the demons out.
Deep breath, forget, hate sets before bed, and lays a scar, on my arm, of everything that had went wrong. Don't worry, stay strong at long last the days gone. Safe now, in your head, hate sets before bed.