Made for killing
Mom, dad.. what are you doing?
Living your life the way you do now
You’re ruining the things I build
Standing right in front of me
Ready for the fight
But hey look at me
And see how you hurt me
Those words..
Words like bloody swords
Made for killing
What’s the purpose
Maybe you all meant it well
But you’re only placing walls between us
So maybe this is the time to say goodbye
You can’t reach me anymore
It’s too late for that
From now on I’ll do it my way
I’m sorry for being me
Auteur: skywise | ||
Gecontroleerd door: maria | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 29 januari 2006 | ||
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