Keep focused on your footwork; your feet won't leave the ground. but your head will hit the concrete to make a sick sad song.
Even sadder then writing this all down to a ghost that doesn't care enough to haunt you, to want you. It just keeps you around.
I always thought it was me. I always thought I would be the one to come and fix your life. I really thought you would see but all I turned out to be was just a fragment of a lie.
Are you just keeping me around as a reminder? of before the world took it's toll and left you full of cracks and holes. your body's shaking in the cold, have you always been this cold?
I always thought it was me. I always thought I would be the one to come and fix your life. I really thought you would see but all I turned out to be was just a fragment of a lie.
My bleeding heart has filled my chest and overflowed into my head.
You can paint a wall but you can't cover up the cracks and things will never change, until you change the way you look at it. Have you always been this cold. I hope I'll never be that cold.