How to make a choice, when I keep hearing you’re voice…
Mistakes? Can I rejoice? In my head is only the noise..
The noise, a different mind, it doesn’t look like it’s mine..
Normally I feel strong, knowing my choice is fine,
I am Weak, Weak for you, when you’re put you’re hand on my waste line and skin up against mine, making me insane, awake in the morning at nine.. Not sleep at all, if there’s a god, Would you give me a sign.. A sign, i can design…. Design the future I want to dream about.. Can’t accept it, whit you or without
Now it’s out,, cancel out, out of my mind.. Day in day out.. Lost in you’re eyes, These eyes are lying.. Let me believe and make me stop crying, Youre denying!
I cant stop trying.. I won’t work, don’t want my tears dying.
My tears are falling, they are falling for you, Let me love you, All I can is love you more, I do … Really it is the true.. You don’t get the clue? Running away, Right Screw….. You… You, make me glad, make laugh only the half make me mad, make me confused.. Used, fused, abused?? No... Not possible, you care, I know, its not fare I can’t find, can’t find an us, it can’t be only air, we use to be a pair, thrown away? And destroy? It’s unfair, don’t believe it, I swear. Let’s repair. Together again? You’re sure? Not if you ask me, I’m not sure, it feels not pure. Will it be pain, will it be right? Always stay a fight? Sorry, can’t see the light, hold me, hold me tight.. Safety is what I need.. Give me trust. Like you’re touching my face, wet fingers by tears, Give me back the rust. As we start over again, it’s a must. I mean the trust…
Don’t want to be whit you, cant life whit you, never without you, want to be whit you, for ever.. Not ever.. what I want is what I need, and what I need, not the bleed or the grazy weed Don’t want to be mislead Love is what I need, Can you read?
Its Goes deep, that creepy weed..
People given up on, the weed is the friend indeed
Given up on, what they feel,
Crying, Not for real..
Feelings are sealed..
The god damn weed
Don’t understand, everyone, want the seed
Of that sweet weed..
After weed, is coming speed…
Coke, heroin, speed, and that sticky weed
Makes people greed
And underfeed
Swatting between the sheets…
At night, Dark and dangerous streets
The dealer, You want to meet..
Meet again, and again, it repeats
But given none completes
Only mistreats,
Destroying you’re teats
Addiction, Can you beat?