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Wallow in no pity and beg God to die.
I am just another sea shell to collect.
And fingers pick me up to throw me back into the waves.
How would yo..
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The embarrassment in my memories
Is something not to play with.
I barely stand on my own these days,
And your colorless factions make ghosts
Look..
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You cannot have my empty spaces.
I gave it to show my heart.
Pure like nuns and temper feasts,
I regret for the love of another defeat.
And lucky ..
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It comes at a price.
I paid my due to the very end.
Now it's alright to play face.
I don't expect much from you.
But upon letting you go,
I have ..
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I don't take pride in becoming nothing.
Emotion sickness and carbon cuts,
I choke on my pride when I ask for help.
I have to train myself to shut u..
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I've got hooks in my sides.
They really f*****g hurt.
Pulling at my blood to make a puddle,
Tearing at my lungs to make noodles;
You've got to be ..
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I like being weird.
Trying to create my own Generation of oddballs,
I use my tickets to Hell to gather them.
We grab our coats and black teeth,
An..
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Such a long, long time.
I forget the joys of your voice; like soft winds and mist,
The excitement of your skin burning against the resisting.
I aud..
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One thing keeps my head bowed in greatness
To the dirty feet and toes curled in the mud;
Blistered and scraped hands holding shoulders
Than once he..
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Turning all my questions to cancer,
If I get the dosage right,
I could kill you on your million-beat impact.
I hang your head in the box of air,
W..
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