Today's the day I'm going to dig that bitch a grave. All that shit you say, you don't mean it so stop fooling yourself with all the lies flying off your tongue. The night is burning, burning away. Pass me the shovel, I might as well dig me a grave. Your lies shoot at me like the spears of an Amazon tribe hunting. Hunting to kill me, but you'll do nothing but damage. You're not the same anymore and that's tearing me apart like a slave in the colleseum with a starving lion. Baby, baby come out to play. I'm ready to dig us both a grave.
- Mood:
artistic
DO YOU ENJOY MAKING ME FEEL LIKE SHIT?
OR ARE YOU REALLY THAT STUPID TO KNOW YOU'RE KILLING ME?
OR ARE YOU REALLY THAT STUPID TO KNOW YOU'RE KILLING ME?
I'm starting new and I'm loving it.
- Mood:
ditzy - Music:'Only One' - Yellowcard
