My Life In The Knife Trade-Boy Sets Fire
How many times have I noticed that our eyes hardly ever meet.
From your judgment seat I can feel the anger for my very being.
Fill me in on when you became such a big part of my life...That I should bother with all your lies designed to bring me down.
Wrong again. Don't depend on any reaction again.
I remember the icy walls that shot up from no where
and I can see every lie that you ever told yourself
you bleed me dry and I don't ask why but I'm left with the dust.
Through this kiss I dismiss. Thank you all for this.
I am unjudged. I am.
Wait again...I'm not through with the screaming and
I contend that you've got nothing better to do.
Trade my life for a barrel of gold. Find someone else before I get too old. If I live my life for aesthetic gain will you repay me with all your shame?
I can see every lie inside your brain. Go on every time that I walk by for noise and whispers. Your comfort in my suffering is no longer disturbing.
I'm lost beyond your petty stopwatch in lifes real time. Lifes real.
Wait again...I'm not through with the screaming
and I contend that you've got nothing better to do.
Trade my life for a barrel of gold. Find someone else before I get too old. If I live my life for aesthetic gain will you repay me with all your shame?
Don't get up. I was slowly leaving the room.
When the door of your judgment swings back around again
maybe I'll stop to watch your act or I'll go on my way.
I've seen quite enough of too many childish games
I'm ashamed of every moment that I ever gave them the time of day.
All the worst of enemies are somehow always friends that used to be.
My favorite books
The Picture of Dorian Gray
A Clockwork Orange
Ella Enchanted
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