and my mom is officially freaking out because i'm sick
so yeah i don't think i'll be around for a few days


UntitledAnd I can feel your sting The venom it burns like acid, like a fire I could feel your lies and to be truthfulUntitled
They made my heart sing But your games are getting old They make me frail
They make me weak So I begin to tire of this same old routine It's the same every time Always swearing, pleading "Baby you know I'm the next best thing" It's all old and I'm getting sick My head goes bang
My heart goes tick Like a bomb with a fuse Burning, fast, too fast With a shortening wick
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by ~tattereddreams
by `lolita-art
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