Mood: Tired
Song: Still Searching; Senses Fail
So this is what it comes to...
I never expected it to turn out like this.
Why CAN'T I let you go?
Why can't I let anyone go?
Its just too much.
I don't want to forget.
You're becoming a distant memory,
Corroding my mind with your sweetness,
Farther back you slip, into my mind.
And one day, right under my nose, you'll be gone.
Is that what you planned all along, you fickle boy?
Is that what you wanted?
For us both to leave this battle without a deathly wound?
Well...You failed. Ha ha.
But you know...
I have no other choice to keep trudging on.
No other choice, no sir.
What irritates me most.
Well...It doesn't irritate me. It scares me?
I have nothing to look forward to really anymore.
Nothing.
I have no idea what to do with my life anymore
What I want to accomplished.
Its like all the inspiration I used to have
Has gone up.
And left.
Here comes the stress.
Here it comes.
8l
The ******** is with this bitchy a** s**t.
******** this. 8l
Song: Still Searching; Senses Fail
So this is what it comes to...
I never expected it to turn out like this.
Why CAN'T I let you go?
Why can't I let anyone go?
Its just too much.
I don't want to forget.
You're becoming a distant memory,
Corroding my mind with your sweetness,
Farther back you slip, into my mind.
And one day, right under my nose, you'll be gone.
Is that what you planned all along, you fickle boy?
Is that what you wanted?
For us both to leave this battle without a deathly wound?
Well...You failed. Ha ha.
But you know...
I have no other choice to keep trudging on.
No other choice, no sir.
What irritates me most.
Well...It doesn't irritate me. It scares me?
I have nothing to look forward to really anymore.
Nothing.
I have no idea what to do with my life anymore
What I want to accomplished.
Its like all the inspiration I used to have
Has gone up.
And left.
Here comes the stress.
Here it comes.
8l
The ******** is with this bitchy a** s**t.
******** this. 8l
