You Dont KnowYou don’t what its like, with these thorns growing out my skin for the world to see…..You Dont Know
And you don’t know what’s its like, what it’s like to be me, so don’t even try to see or be me, because it’s not right…..
And you don’t know what it’s like, what it’s like, to see my skin showing where I been,
And I know that it’s not right, not right to be seen like this….
Take me home tonight… Where I’ll be safe, and I’m away from this horrible world of bad choices…. Where I, Where I belong… anyway from this life of concrete and metal bars…
And y
liarMy home, my place, my lair, my one true place of existence… My life, my time, my world… and it doesn’t include you! Your nothing through my eyes… you complain the world is against you when this is clearly not the case…. Well I’ve got something for you…. Clearly your world is nice, compared to mine.liar
So come along into my world, you know nothing of pain and suffering till you have lived here as long as I have. But you should only fear the first three life times in this infernal hell of mine…. Once you’ve been here as long as I have you start to grow numb and lose all feelings of happiness and respect for one’s self. You
i walk aloneIs it so that I have been doomed to walk out this life of solitude by my self…… My heart didn’t brake when I herd of the news my dear love, my heart dried out and blow away like dust in the wind witch carried you last words to me. For now I’m beyond nothing, to anyone. You were the only thing I kept my life going for, you were my life, my heart and my soul. Everyday we are apart I grow more bitter and displaced. It’s been weeks since I’ve seen day light, you were my only day light and I don’t won’t to let that change. Every night I see you in my dreams and your eyes are black, in my dreams your holding my heart in your hands and that’si walk alone
Till Death Do Us PartBlinded by the love lost; It was her life, she did cost;Till Death Do Us Part
She drove down a road, intoxication flowing, Not knowing where she was going;
Trying to flee; This once bride to be; From her unreal tragedy; Of the haunting memory;
Tears she did shed, Of her love now dead; Her white dress dyed red; From the blood of her head; Two lovers dead.
Only to meet; The man so sweet; Not even their love, death could defeat.
Mended heart; A new life they could at last start, Their vows they could say: “Till Death Do
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Mummy's alright, Daddy's alright, They're just a little weird.
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