Killing Cells at 1 AM - 2006
Do you love mecomes out as
are you lonely
and I lie either way.
Every day outside
stays the same old grey
and I wake up feeling empty
like I'm bleeding souls.
And you laugh when I drink up
and breath in
till I'm no longer sober;
proding you with questions
that you might not have answers for.
Someday it will be better
and you will smile at me
and not form frown lines.
Someday you'll not be disapointed
in me and you.