Gray clouds, darkness reigns
The peeling paint, everything was the same
Struggling curtains, half broken panes
Red paint residue after last night's remains
The patriot's infidelity, that's all I saw
A perfect relationship I thought, embedded In laughter and joy
Yellow tapes, pens graced books
Flooding me with questions
Oblivious of my outlook
Our look wasn't a test, so why did he cheat?
A sorry my love, but your corpse will go underneath
You did to us, and you know It wasn't fair
Now you've condemned me to a life sentence square
Loved watching detective movies as a child
But I never knew I would be the star of this one In my life.
This wasn't how to end suppose to be
I never chose this life, hence It chose me.
C.Hinds
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
Gray clouds, darkness reigns
The peeling paint, everything was the same
Struggling curtains, half broken panes
Red paint residue after last night's remains
The patriot's infidelity, that's all I saw
A perfect relationship I thought, embedded In laughter and joy
Yellow tapes, pens graced books
Flooding me with questions
Oblivious of my outlook
Our look wasn't a test, so why did he cheat?
A sorry my love, but your corpse will go underneath
You did to us, and you know It wasn't fair
Now you've condemned me to a life sentence square
Loved watching detective movies as a child
But I never knew I would be the star of this one In my life.
This wasn't how to end suppose to be
I never chose this life, hence It chose me.
C.Hinds