Titulos pesimistas de la vida...

My whole existence is flawed


Hurt
I focus on the pain
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair

I would find a way

Someone take these dreams away,
That point me to another day,
A duel of personalities,
That stretch all true realities.


I got my heart but my heart's no good
you're the only one that's understood

and I want you

you are the perfect drug

I see the truth when i'm all stupid-eyed
the arrow goes straight through my heart


my blood just wants to say hello to you
my fear is warm to get inside of you
my soul is so afraid to realize
how every little bit is left of me

take me with you
without you everything just falls apart
it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces

Nueve pulgadas de uñas, gracias.