sometimes i feel alive but ready to born again some days i look for peace in someone better than me and i think its fine to let things go down unless my patience blows and i cant get a refund
in nirvanas utero i walk around i lose my mind while searching wondering if its not too late because
everything i seem to do just drives me through the ******* roof my hand around your throat is the only thought that can make it through everything i did to you first person i opened to but in the end of it all there is no doubt i care and love you