I read the song lyrics you post
And their secret messages they have
They’re full of doubt
Full of hatred
Full of regret
With tiny pieces of love
And I keep asking myself,
are you really trying to describe me?
Is this the image you’ve created?
Or is it just your biased fantasy of me?
I don’t even recognize myself anymore
Let alone understand your words
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 5:39 AM UTC
I read the song lyrics you post
And their secret messages they have
They’re full of doubt
Full of hatred
Full of regret
With tiny pieces of love
And I keep asking myself,
are you really trying to describe me?
Is this the image you’ve created?
Or is it just your biased fantasy of me?
I don’t even recognize myself anymore
Let alone understand your words
I wish I could go back when Things were ideal
But perfection doesn’t exist
