Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Untitled

You tell me it's real
What you feel deep inside.
I want to to believe
God knows how hard I have tried.
But when you say it's OK, didn't mean to it's alright
You still leave me wishing I could lay down and die.
[fast part]
Do you want to destroy me?
What the fuck are you doing to me?
It's my life, not just a fucking game!
I am not yours to destroy!

Get the fuck out!