I blame this thing in my arm, my hormones are all over the place now. Fuck, and now that wonderful time has decided to come into play. I am not having this shit. I'm not having this shit from everyone. If we're all such bitches, then you know what, lets say it to everyone's face, because fuck me, it would make everyone's lives alot easier.
Facebook bitching is immature, bitching behind everyone's back is overrated. I will set the new trend. Let's start saying stuff to people's actual face. Stay with me on this one, I think I may have caught the 300 lb fish here. What, if instead of being coy or fucking anal about it all, why don't we just say when we have a problem?
I suppose me ranting on here isn't exactly supporting my new cause. But, we're not perfect.
When the blood dries in my veins
And my, heart feels no more pain
I know, I'll be on my way
To heaven's door
I know when I knock
I'll be hoping I don't drop
To a place where I will rise, like before
(2x)
I can feel, something happening
That I've never felt before
Hopeless dreaming will start
Dragging me away from heavens door
(2x)
When my mind stops thinking
And my eyes stop blinking
I hope...
Somebody's there
When my heart stops beating
And my lungs stop breathing
In air...
I hope somebody cares
When the blood dries in my veins
And my, heart feels no more pain
I know, I'll be on my way
To heaven's door
I know when I knock
I'll be hoping I don't drop
To a place where I will rise, like before
(2x)
I can feel, something happening
That I've never felt before
Hopeless dreaming will start
Dragging me away from heavens door
When my mind stops thinking
And my eyes stop blinking
I hope...
Somebody's there
When my heart stops beating
And my lungs stop breathing
In air...
I hope somebody cares
When my mind stops thinking
And my eyes stop blinking
I know...
At the end
X X X
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