its nights like these
where i bite me nails
thill they
bleed
i didn't choose
now to be alone
but i guess
its better than
having to pretend
the fun
nails in my coffin
i guess
they are
each of these nights
how much gold
did you trade
for this ****** coffin?
but ill just feed
my sadness
with burning
bitter coffee
and less sleep
so i don't have
to poison
those i love
with that
sadness
but i guess they
decided on a
cure instead
a cure to my
sadness that
is no me
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 10:34 PM UTC
its nights like these
where i bite me nails
thill they
bleed
i didn't choose
now to be alone
but i guess
its better than
having to pretend
the fun
nails in my coffin
i guess
they are
each of these nights
how much gold
did you trade
for this ****** coffin?
but ill just feed
my sadness
with burning
bitter coffee
and less sleep
so i don't have
to poison
those i love
with that
sadness
but i guess they
decided on a
cure instead
a cure to my
sadness that
is no me
