Saturday, May 26, 2007
what's wrong with everything.
what's wrong with you.
what's that expression on your face trying to reflect.
you said speak out, you wanted to throw words at my face.
go ahead...what's stopping you.
maybe i'll feel a little bit better.
stop dazing in air, stop confusing yourself, stop telling lies.
trying to get everything off my chest,
hopefully thing would get better.
but that's my own thinking all along.
all along i'm the weakest one,
all along my lying to myself,
all along i'm blind-folding myself.
I'M JUST TRYING TO PUT UP A SHOW.
hang me upside down, i just wanna fell the rush of my blood.
i just wanna pop a vein.
