These dreams-
They're killing me
They can't be real
I just want free
In each of these-
To me, he dies
But they can't be true
They're filled with lies
But to just sit here-
While they destroy my life
On the brink of insanity, I know
To live is to die
Jan 14, 2012
Jan 14, 2012 at 12:30 AM UTC
These dreams-
They're killing me
They can't be real
I just want free
In each of these-
To me, he dies
But they can't be true
They're filled with lies
But to just sit here-
While they destroy my life
On the brink of insanity, I know
To live is to die
