miércoles, 10 de junio de 2009

exactly gow i feel

Sick with myself, but i've got no one else,
so i give it to myself it's the only thing that helps
it's the same thing this pain thing that keeps me from sleeping
and screaming that god i must be motha fucking dreaming
and i can rest in peace and atleast cease to be
cease to see those things in me that make me wanna cease to breath
and ceased to need and ceased to feed, sickness thats in me
this is all that I can be, i can't breath as I bleed
I just wanna say good bye, Dissappear with no one knowing
I dont wanna live this lie, smiling to the world unknowing
I dont want you to try, you've done enough to keep me going
i'll be fine, I'll be fine, i'll be fine for the very last time