I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could

I’ve probably had about ten shots now trying to drown out her memory We left under harsh words, tears, and shouts

They always ask is the wight jacket comfy are the wight walls conferring And always I

I have a word of wisdom Never cross me and my sword For my sword

They come and go with us We see them nor hear them We feel them nor

you said I was an angel yet i only see the demon you said i had beauty yet i only see ugliness within you said “beauty in the flesh”

They say she died tragically It’s sad to see a

i’m tired of this old pain i face day by day it’s time that i should leave but i’ve

I still don’t see your fascination… i don’t even know what drew you in… in my mind i always compared you t… not one-hundred percent ruthless a… but able to see enough into the da…

splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually