This Is My Fist
BiPolar Planes
A thousand years go by i try to find some solitudebroken buildings broken bottles associate with youi am still angry i still have a voice and you can belive im going to use it. it's been raining far too long im no the one thats so fucked up not to much anyhowpoilics to mask the fear of showingthrough your heart cut me down to size criticism just to keep me quietyour heart is upside down too confused to know which way is upand no amount of denial will fill that pessimistic voidi am still angry i still have a voice and you can belive im going to use it. it's been raining far too long im no the one thats so fucked up not to much anyhow
From Letras Mania