Sometimes I dream of those eyes,
My wild trip away and her sparking disguise,
I can just fall into an abyss,
And have a few minutes of peace, sweetness and bliss,
Other times I fight for my life,
Thinking my only escape is my wrists and a knife,
And then I realised I don't need a knife and I don't need pills,
Just fall in love and I'll get killed
Nov 5, 2016
Nov 5, 2016 at 7:35 PM UTC
Sometimes I dream of those eyes,
My wild trip away and her sparking disguise,
I can just fall into an abyss,
And have a few minutes of peace, sweetness and bliss,
Other times I fight for my life,
Thinking my only escape is my wrists and a knife,
And then I realised I don't need a knife and I don't need pills,
Just fall in love and I'll get killed