MAKE ME MVRE DEAD
STEP ONE FOOT INTO MY LIFE,
IT'S FUNNY THAT YOU ASK WHY I'M SO MURDERED OUTSIDE,
YOU HAVE NOT SEEN WHAT IS INSIDE,
IT'S EVEN MORE WORSE AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN OUTSIDE
I won't let you hurt me,
I won't give you my heart, not to mention let you in,
I have dealt with people like you, bitch,
I haven't quite off that shit yet, as there's new shit,
I'm fed up with these empty promises of a happy and eternal life,
Why would you come into my life?
Just tell me why,
Ain't say that you're interested in me, I'm a sociopath, and your words are lies,
I will not be with you, I KNOW MY WORTH,
Should I show you where the door's?
My self-esteem hasn't yet collapsed to the baseboard or even the floor,
I'M SORRY BUT YOU WILL NOT GET MY HEART
-Cornered dog...
As if tied to a chain...
Why am I rude?
Or is it me so pouring all the accumulated pain?...
I will not let new or old people spoil my life,
I've become a loner paranoid, but why?
Maybe 'cause being alone is better for me and so I'm alright,
I was looking for answers to this question but this one seems to me to be true,
I don't know why, but I feel comfortable living this way and I will continue,
It might be self-destructive but somehow I ain't give a fuck,
I exist in emptiness and can't get out of it, it's like a drug,
My blade is constantly dirty and sharp,
My heart is as if stitched together, BUT IT STILL HAS OPEN HOLES
I don't let anyone near me...
I'm like a fucking cactus...
IT'S FUNNY THAT YOU ASK WHY I'M SO MURDERED OUTSIDE,
YOU HAVE NOT SEEN WHAT IS INSIDE,
IT'S EVEN MORE WORSE AND MORE TERRIBLE THAN OUTSIDE
I won't let you hurt me,
I won't give you my heart, not to mention let you in,
I have dealt with people like you, bitch,
I haven't quite off that shit yet, as there's new shit,
I'm fed up with these empty promises of a happy and eternal life,
Why would you come into my life?
Just tell me why,
Ain't say that you're interested in me, I'm a sociopath, and your words are lies,
I will not be with you, I KNOW MY WORTH,
Should I show you where the door's?
My self-esteem hasn't yet collapsed to the baseboard or even the floor,
I'M SORRY BUT YOU WILL NOT GET MY HEART
-Cornered dog...
As if tied to a chain...
Why am I rude?
Or is it me so pouring all the accumulated pain?...
I will not let new or old people spoil my life,
I've become a loner paranoid, but why?
Maybe 'cause being alone is better for me and so I'm alright,
I was looking for answers to this question but this one seems to me to be true,
I don't know why, but I feel comfortable living this way and I will continue,
It might be self-destructive but somehow I ain't give a fuck,
I exist in emptiness and can't get out of it, it's like a drug,
My blade is constantly dirty and sharp,
My heart is as if stitched together, BUT IT STILL HAS OPEN HOLES
I don't let anyone near me...
I'm like a fucking cactus...
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