I think its gone
been thinking about you since you came along
lots of blood spilled and energey gone iv cut the IV forgot the way that you tasted
I will never get back those hours iv wasted
the light did shine bright for long lonely nights
shadows crept in reflexted our sins
to make me forgot the things that we did
a perfect time fuled the fire of lies
its not you I want its the person inside
When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.
Why do I feel like such a loser?!
Does writting it down make it real?
IS THIS ATTENTION? !