Wartime Casualties
I'm sick and tired
Of shooting myself in the face
Only thing left for me to do
Is find a new place
Can't sleep forever you know
I'd trade history
For one minute of fame in your eyes
WhoWhere's an appropriate name
If you listen too hard
You get lost in it all
The clock always blinks 12
In your life
It keeps me up at night
Thinking of the past
And all the consequences
There's a wrapper on the floor
From all the times before
The time when we made promises to each other
Only to break them anyway
I've broken all my past regrets
To be perfect for one day
I'll spend my life in dim grey light
Until you shine upon me again
Poisened Words