Wednesday 11 January 2012

Knife in my heart, trigger on my mind

you're dragging on
whats already gone.
You're a player and a con
and always left before dawn.

I always knew you're plan.
I was a victim in your scam.
You never really gave a damn
and Im walking like a deadman.

Used for your own need
words planted like a little seed.
growing, growing until you feed, 
Its my heart, take it, and the blood I bleed.

New marks on a numb mind
but these ones Im gonna hide. 
Make sure these ones you cant find
Hurt you and keep you blind.

Hiding emotions feeds the pain,
Im feeling closer to insane.
If I dont respond to my own name 
No one will ever be the same.

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