Song: Untitled Finale Artist: Atreyu Album: A Death-Grip On Yesterday
You put a bullet in my head Turn black thoughts to red This could all end tragedy
I dream of your death Lay you down to rest I won't look back in fond memory
But time marches on Like a soldier Are you a killer? I think i know what you are A thief in the night And though its taken me So very long to figure you out You're throwing stones Your glass castle is falling down On top of your good times I'm not interested in working this out
And that's what you are A sad plastic ******** mess Dont come to me with how You're tired used up and Just barely getting by Because I would walk on by And not even kick you When you're down Though you would deserve it Because you are lower Than the lowest dog
But this is the part where I say good-bye And let the sands of time wash over us Say goodbye and let the sands of time Blow over you You've never had to crawl So you never had to see What it feels like to be so trapped Underneath the weight of someones World comes crashing down on me I was longing to be free I put the bullet in you and me This is my farewell of you and i This will all end in tragedy
Nana IX · Tue Sep 08, 2009 @ 09:39pm · 0 Comments |