This is the last one I'll post
FunkeR
Posts: 105
I don't feel like posting in here anymore.
Blood
tear away from the hand that feeds you
tearing of flesh, with the drops from your chest
all the anger you hide bubbles up through your hide
the day they found your empty body upon the desk
in the mouth the barrel awaited
pulled the trigger and now it's gone
all you ever wanted for me was to grow up strong
all you ever did for me was weaken my goals
fluctuate the emotions emmitted by me
you changed the destination when the bullet hit your brain
you fucked me up once, when I think of it again
you fuck me up more now that you're dead
all you ever wanted for me was to grow up strong
all you ever did for me was weaken my goals
and now that you did what you did
just strengthens the myth
that suicide runs in the blood
Blood
tear away from the hand that feeds you
tearing of flesh, with the drops from your chest
all the anger you hide bubbles up through your hide
the day they found your empty body upon the desk
in the mouth the barrel awaited
pulled the trigger and now it's gone
all you ever wanted for me was to grow up strong
all you ever did for me was weaken my goals
fluctuate the emotions emmitted by me
you changed the destination when the bullet hit your brain
you fucked me up once, when I think of it again
you fuck me up more now that you're dead
all you ever wanted for me was to grow up strong
all you ever did for me was weaken my goals
and now that you did what you did
just strengthens the myth
that suicide runs in the blood
I say what I want, when I want. It's freedom of fucking speech.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
Sperm, It's in you to give.
I used to have something to say... now I'm just a caricature of who I was... it's sad, that the one piece of me I wanted for you, is nothing but a misrepresentation of everything I am.
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Where I'm not ugly and you're lookin' at me
i'll miss reading your stuff...
there is many things that are beatiful, you must believe me.
disarm