Im a little out of tune Im havin trouble inside Cant explain the chayos that I feel tonight Everythings a mess I can barely breathe And your wonderin wonderin When I stopped bein me I couldnt tell you the truth I couldnt lie to you Im a little out of control I swear Its not my fault I try and I try But nothin seems to work Gotta break me down Gotta take away this diesese Its like im addicted To the worst parts of me And inside I am filled to the brim No one can see how hurt I am So confused by all these things So abused by my own creating Somethings wrong inside my head and I feel, I feel, almost dead.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
The Worst Parts of Me
The Worst Parts Of Me
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