I, I'm confused. Fighting myself for wanting
to give in to needing your help.
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch.
Outside, I know you but, inside, I'm fucked.
Can you see in me? Skin cold from touch.
Each day confronted with what I have done.
You pull me closer, I push you away.
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but feel the pain.
I hate you.
Why are you taken?
I loved you.
Why do I feel so helpless?
Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I'm with you.
Why, oh why do I cry? Why do I really need to?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?
Fuck you bitch!
need to, need to, need to...
Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck...
I hate you.
Why are you taken?
I loved you.
Why do I feel so helpless?
Why's it you?
Ripping my insides each time I'm with you.
Why, oh why do I cry? Why do I fucking need to?
Fuck
Slut...
Развернуть
Свернуть