lördag 18 februari 2017

Filthy pride.

This is what happens when I show you my demons. Repeating the cycle that turns love into indifference. When I chase after affection, it won't chase after me, I get confused on why we always part so violently.
But honestly, the day I met you I started dying.


I should've known a little better, good things never last forever
My heart in repose, I need you the most.

Pointless madness. 
I am clueless. 
Thoughtless choices. 
I ruin myself.
Tear into me like an unknown disease. Give me your damage, I'm begging you, please.

You make me happy... 
You'll make me kill myself. 
I can be happy with you.. b
ut I can't be happy if I'm dead. 

Feed me to the wolves like I don't have a pulse... 
'Cause the day you said "no" I felt alive

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