| HeLLo... |
| you can't even move now: your own body's against you. you are your own victim now: your own body's against you. you are a filthy shadow, of the beautiful things you were. you are a worn out carcass, and you're trying to fight the addiction. knock, knock, hello, who's there? I see your face inside my head. knock, knock, how do you do? you're there again, and I'm not free from you. hello, my friend. I see you've failed: you're just a ghost of who you were. goodbye, my friend. I choke on tears: your ltters are a haunting gift I keep. you can't even move now: your own cravings have filled you. you are your own victim now: the sands of time didn't kill you. you are a filthy shadow, of the beautiful things you were. you are a worn out carcass, dying; trying to fight the addiction. knock, knock, hello, who's there? I see your face inside my head. kncok, knock, hwo do you do? you're there again, and I'm not free from you. hello, my friend, I see you've failed: you'r just a ghost of who you were. goodbye, my friend, I choke on tears, your letters are a haunting gift I keep. |