Highs and lows
This is my life
I'm riding in a roller coaster that never stops going left or right
I'm high on mania
I'm depressed to death
Suicides my best friend
While adrenaline is my usual breath
Sometimes I think about love
But it doesn't last long
Only wishing angels could come from above
Lost in translation
My heart hurts
So much that it feels like Phillip screwdrivers stabbing me
From my mind connected my heart
Everyday I make connections but I always fall apart
No more I say no more I feel
It's destroying my cardiovascular
Even though I can't find myself anything
Spectacular
They say I'm this and that and it's all good
Not much of bad stuff I'm sure
When it's life? Is it now?
They kept telling me the cure
But all I heard instead was the nuisance of bad words.
Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
Highs and lows
This is my life
I'm riding in a roller coaster that never stops going left or right
I'm high on mania
I'm depressed to death
Suicides my best friend
While adrenaline is my usual breath
Sometimes I think about love
But it doesn't last long
Only wishing angels could come from above
Lost in translation
My heart hurts
So much that it feels like Phillip screwdrivers stabbing me
From my mind connected my heart
Everyday I make connections but I always fall apart
No more I say no more I feel
It's destroying my cardiovascular
Even though I can't find myself anything
Spectacular
They say I'm this and that and it's all good
Not much of bad stuff I'm sure
When it's life? Is it now?
They kept telling me the cure
But all I heard instead was the nuisance of bad words.
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