Listening to: Im a Fake - The Used
Sick and Twisted
You tell me to be happy.
You tell me to deal.
If you only knew my pain.
Knew how I really feel.
Torn and ripped.
Sliced and broken.
Take lifes tickets.
All loves tokens.
Dark and empty.
Gently strolling.
Pain is lifting.
Pain is growing.
Tickled deadly.
White and pale.
Watching you succeed.
And watching you fail.
Pick me evil.
Pick me true.
Turn me all white.
Purple and blue.
Dying within me.
Sadly turning.
Away slowly.
In hell im burning.
Help me.
Take me away.
Far far away.
Alone to stay.
Life is sick...
And twisted.
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Uncertain Death
The black plague of hate.
Or lives abnormal fate.
The soul you cant create.
Or destroy.
The love I knew, eroding.
The heart I had, exploding.
My spirit is corroding.
Very...
Slowly.
To take away the pain.
The drugs I must refrain.
The razor I cant sustain.
Bleeding.
The life I had consumed.
The pain will soon resume.
Guided by the fume.
Of uncertain death
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