I was impressed by your coldness,
and your sick little jokes.
I told devil about you.
he went out for a smoke.

The reason of my
endless sadness
And why my soul's
worn to the bone -
'Cause
all I loved, I loved so reckless,
'Cause
all I loved, I loved alone...

You ain't the blood,
but I have you in my veins.
You're not my cup,
but I drank the tea, anyway.

Born in a cyber age
of this global disruption,
"What's your hobby?", - you'll ask.
I'll reply:
"Self-destruction."

Nobody cried. Nobody cared.
A couple of eyes were in despair.
And on the tombstone, it was inscribed:
"Committed social suicide".

Sometimes it seems like my heart is rotten,
it can't feel anything but the pain,
and I can't touch it, 'cause wounds are open...
I am my calm and my hurricane.

Sometimes I think I've concurred the monster.
But then, again, the image starts clouding.
They say the human body is 60% water...
Well, that explains why it feels like I'm drowning.

I like the poison that I drink.
I'm guilty of a million lines.
It ain't my fault my blood is ink
and I was cut too many times...

When You read through the lines,
And wipe off all the magic,
You will know -

just like life,
Love's supposed to be tragic.

People get
butterflies
in their stomachs
from love.
My love was so immature and true,
that a single caterpillar
was eating its way
through my heart.

I'm so tired of this endless
                                                       duel
that is tearing my soul apart
And that's how I know -
God is                                           cruel
for He gave me                              a heart
in a world full of                       eyes

Maybe I like putting things on fire.
Maybe that's the way I am.
Maybe I've always been a liar
saying I don't give a ****.
Maybe your eyes are my torment,
maybe I can't commit.
Maybe my mind is a storm, and
maybe it can't be fixed...

Red leaves are falling to the ground...
"I hope this rain won't drown me down,
and I'll get to the other side!"-
said Paper Boat...
and died