so you want to hear my history?
bullshit friends, lies, and deciet
you want to know my memories,
tear soaked tissues and bloody sleeves
broken promises and spineles confidantes
lonely nights i tried to hide it
missing memories hardly half spent
kill myself from that one moment
your fucking lies left me so lonely
its about time to get the fuck over it
so smoke that cigarette you lit
lick up the poison that you spit
build yourself an ocean of pity
and then drown in it
let me know what you think, please?
Peace & love, Freggie
Peace & love, Freggie
[gentlegoodbye]
There's a definate rhythm to it. And that's always a good thing. I'm really feeling the words.
You're very, very talented. ^^ Very very VERY talented. (On a side note..you got the definition of copacetic correct. Even if you cheated. ^_-)