your voice my comfort zone but i don't hear it in my head anymore it's been a year without your presence your absence finds me gloomy not a day without you in my head
but today i woke up and realized i forgot your voice you are a distant memory
i'm so afraid to completely forget you
i'd do anything to hear your voice again i still dream of this
in the movies we are supposed to hate the bad guy. the villain, the one who ruins everything. but we continue to watch, because the bad guy keeps us hooked. he always leaves us wanting more, wondering what will happen next.
i get it now.
you've got me hooked. and i can't escape you. i don't want to escape you. you and your twisted ways.
in the bottom of her heart She knew she would always be in love with him. their memories will always haunt her despite how much she tries to erase his memory. He was her one true love.
He carries bits of stars in his veins And they illuminate the night sky beside me. I often tremble out of fear But his eyes flicker in dark and guide me.
He paints a ray of sunshine through his smile Although he endure agony but lied me. He carries ointment of love in his heart That heal the straches of my soul and delight me.
I will be that hurdle you trip upon, I am the water you burn in, I was the drought that drowns you in fire, as you are the muscle that overpowered me, the air which flourishes you, and the rainfall which nourishes you.
I swear I can feel you in my lungs Like when I'm stressed and take a long drag on a cheap cigarette Relief Maybe you're the reason I need relief But I'll stay in denial for the sake of us For the sake of my addiction Maybe the cigarettes are just a metaphor I'm too young either way
"And we'll get drunk anyway because you miss her and I miss you"