saying goodbye to all my oh-so-security i'm back to sqaure one, maybe negative fifteen in record time it's gone no more biting my nails or crossing my
Been lying on the mat too long always thought i wasn't fit to be strong and i thought a change would never come but i could be wrong, wrong, wrong.
no more rewards when we fight but i was taken just the other night to the circus show entertainment at it's finest expectations of a great night and
no more picking leaves off our winter trees it never worked before it sure as hell won't anymore and you associated mildly back then but now you're guilty
you can tiptoe around and you can ask me how I am today and i'll tell you I feel fabulous and you're damn right communication is overrated it leads
i could make a list of all the cynical ideas i have now they're all attributed to you like "love is just another form of cancer" but contrary to what
underneath the yellow lights i tried to be standoffish but you said it wasn't the thought that could count anymore if we ever had a pact well, i'm sure
there was a point in my life when i'd say you could drown in a sea of sludge and it would be ok now it's possible i took it all a bit too far and my
