****
Loner,
Emo,
Cutter,
Things are things I cant help but stutter.
You say I lied,
That I am a fake.
But really, how long of a look did you take?
I stood for you,
I bled for you,
I always had your back,
Now you reverse the track,
You take your things, pack.
You leave me for dead,
Oh, this is what I dread.
I can't trust you,
How can anyone.
You're sick,
How can you play these tricks,
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
You've done enough damage.
I no longer need your assistance.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
****
Loner,
Emo,
Cutter,
Things are things I cant help but stutter.
You say I lied,
That I am a fake.
But really, how long of a look did you take?
I stood for you,
I bled for you,
I always had your back,
Now you reverse the track,
You take your things, pack.
You leave me for dead,
Oh, this is what I dread.
I can't trust you,
How can anyone.
You're sick,
How can you play these tricks,
Stay away.
Keep your distance.
You've done enough damage.
I no longer need your assistance.
