Every time I reach out
I have my hand smacked
Spare me frustration
And prove the fact
You've walked away before
You disappeared into thick air
Leaving me blinded in pain
And I'm still in despair
At first you were real
Now your just a phony
I'm sick of the lies
So cut the baloney
Stop feeding the addiction
Get your head on straight
I want my friend back
And I don't wanna wait
You fell victim to a horrid curse
Friend or foe, I don't know whats worse
Remember to park before you reverse
In the deepest darkness
I've been spotted by the white beast
Then I decided anger is a dead end
All the air in my balloon has been released
I walk around bare skinned
Careless to my bleeding wounds
Sat nights on end
Seeking out new moons
You just throw it all away
When we could be expanding
Bleached out the paint
And left me, the last clown standing
Feb 28, 2011
Feb 28, 2011 at 1:38 PM UTC
Every time I reach out
I have my hand smacked
Spare me frustration
And prove the fact
You've walked away before
You disappeared into thick air
Leaving me blinded in pain
And I'm still in despair
At first you were real
Now your just a phony
I'm sick of the lies
So cut the baloney
Stop feeding the addiction
Get your head on straight
I want my friend back
And I don't wanna wait
You fell victim to a horrid curse
Friend or foe, I don't know whats worse
Remember to park before you reverse
In the deepest darkness
I've been spotted by the white beast
Then I decided anger is a dead end
All the air in my balloon has been released
I walk around bare skinned
Careless to my bleeding wounds
Sat nights on end
Seeking out new moons
You just throw it all away
When we could be expanding
Bleached out the paint
And left me, the last clown standing
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