Tonight…
Tonight… I can’t complain, this is the life I madeBut just tonight I saw how alone I amNobody to go out withNobody left to callAnd
Tonight… I can’t complain, this is the life I madeBut just tonight I saw how alone I amNobody to go out withNobody left to callAnd
To Isis Sleeping Dry eyes stare at the ceiling street glow Flickering from your window Crouch under sheets that smell of your skin Only your
They Turned Away I want something sweet to teach me ‘bout sweetnessI want someone to love my ugliest shaftsPeer under my skin and say‘we’ll be
Royal Flush your room’s so stale, so stale you’re almost nothing, but you can’t fool me.I want to feel the grime, breathe the stagnant air,
Poison Poison, poisonThe keyboard, mouse, and me All night, nothing is right things I never should have seen, it’s poison ([with b-vox:] I’m only dreaming,
On Edge (celestial porch) I’m on edge I’m on edge I’m on edge I’ve always been on edge Wasted too much time Being told pain
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