I'm sorry mum That a I make you sad That I break things when I'm mad I shout, screech , scream in your face Every thing I do is in distaste I just want you to hate me But you won't leave me be Because suicide is selfish, while you love me.
What happens when the drugs stop working Prescription. recreational, medicinal If you feel to weak with out them You know it's leading to a problem But that few hour escape is better then reality That line of coke makes you rational With out it you'll tear of heads Cry and be crazy What happens when taking drugs becomes you're reality And reality is fiction.
We are so busy untangling wires For little speakers in our ears We forget to listen to the beauty of the earth. We see it but ignore it every day. So accustom to it's ever changing views. But Music is every where From the wind whistling through the trees To the birds belting their beats. There's no denying nothing is more beautiful then the sounds of earth.
You were the only one who was ever real I couldn't wrap my head around it quite as well as I could wrap myself around you But it's all close enough Have you ever lost something real? I'm not quite sure how this will feel Because even the fake ones hurt sometimes Even the fakest ones can leave you wrapped in a dark cloud with no silver lining visible I wonder what your real storm will bring When you finally decide to destroy me in your path A full on massacre of sorts I'm sure I'm sure the pain will be just as real as you were As this was Is I'm sure
i still smoke out of your bowl i like to pretend i can taste you on it even though i've cleaned it twice all the time i get lit to make my mind feel nice cuz thoughts of you echo throughout my whole body i feel you in my blood stream it makes me wanna scream but your magic bowl fixes all
wow guess i'm relying on you still gotta get my fill you've made me so ill brain cells killed i don't want to feel.