This was an accident, not the kind where sirens sounds: even though I'd noticed I'm suddenly crumbling.
Tell me how you've never felt delicate or innocent?
Do you still have doubts that us having faith make any sense?
Staring at my photograph, everything now in the past, I never felt so lonely, I wish that you could show me love
I am fucking with my own life and not even in a glamorous way.
And the worst part is I fear they may be fucking with me as well - and I may not achieve what I'm working so hard for, and fail, fail, fail.
Get fat e get fucked - that sounds like real good Lucy.
Tell me how you've never felt delicate or innocent?
Do you still have doubts that us having faith make any sense?
Staring at my photograph, everything now in the past, I never felt so lonely, I wish that you could show me love
I am fucking with my own life and not even in a glamorous way.
And the worst part is I fear they may be fucking with me as well - and I may not achieve what I'm working so hard for, and fail, fail, fail.
Get fat e get fucked - that sounds like real good Lucy.
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