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When I look back I miss the hope I used to have The sense of passion and the meaning Cause Im not the same Im not the one that plays the part Of a martyr with a broken heart Leaving me to be nothing So bury me I used to feel something inside of me I used to feel something inside Now every time I pick myself up I just fall down faster So whats the use of trying To be something Im not Ive still got hope that I can Fix this all with one disaster Ill die alone Ashamed without a note So look at me What exactly do you see A man who isnt what he once was I hate myself but Im to blame I fell in love with the state of shame Ill die alone Ashamed without a note Ill die alone. Oh, [x2] I hang all my lies, on hooks with my art To show myself, a cowards heart Cause all I want, is to forgive myself To burst inside, and bloom alive The truth in me, is so blurry The lines have been my guide But I have drown all my pride I bare with me, uncertainty My insecurities, redefine who I am I hang all my lies On hooks with my art To show myself [x2]
Posted on: Fri, 01 Aug 2014 02:58:36 +0000

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