Listening to: Lamb of God
Feeling: alone
Misery lies its ashes on my back, the burden has never felt so real
Looking through that shattered mirror, reflecting the memory of my tattered soul
Everyone says that this feeling isn't real
Every night I hope this feeling isn't real
Every touch, every kiss, every smile has left a scar
And at night I pray for you
Your insolence has plagued my heart
Now you must die for your treason
I dream of suicide all for you
Every song we sung, every tear we cried
Was a waste of our time
But don't forget the chance we had, but it's too late for you now
I won't forget your eyes, they're locked inside my dreams,
Until you find the truth
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