That smell is so sweet,
For days I haven't had anything to eat,
I've just been depressed for so long,
This is it I'm writing my last love song,
I'm so tired of living in this dream,
When I have no voice and can't even scream,
I ask what would make you happy what could I do,
But I can't do anything because it's always all about you,
When our fight is at it's peak,
I fall to the ground the world darkening as I become too weak.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 12:26 AM UTC
That smell is so sweet,
For days I haven't had anything to eat,
I've just been depressed for so long,
This is it I'm writing my last love song,
I'm so tired of living in this dream,
When I have no voice and can't even scream,
I ask what would make you happy what could I do,
But I can't do anything because it's always all about you,
When our fight is at it's peak,
I fall to the ground the world darkening as I become too weak.
