A SCOURNED SOUL SUFFOCATINGT UNDER SUFFERING INFLICTED BY UNDEVELOPED PHOTOGRAFIC MEMORIES OF LONG LATE NIGHT TALKS ABOUT LIFE,DEATH AND EVVERYTHING IN BETWEEN. A SHATTERED DREAM OF A RELATIONSHIP NEVER TO BE UNREALIZED FANTASIES CONSISTING OF REASSURING HUGS AND FOREHEAD KISSES OF LOVE WHILE BEING TOLD ALL WIL BE OK NO,ALL
iTS MOViNG SO FAST WE NEED SOME KIND OF ACCELERATION
RUSHiNG HOME FROM WORK TRYING TO MAKE IT IN A SPECIIFIC DURATION
REACHiNG FOR EACH OTHER, GROPING FOR BODY PARTS IN SUCCESSiON
BABY WE HAVE AN OBSESSION
Paint sarcastic smiles on the wounds bleeding red
wash away the loneliness forget all that was said
false realities, hopes that have fallen
barracked by these concrete walls
I think I’m addicted to you
Seeing your face, hearing your voice and being with you.
I think I’m addicted to the way you talk to me
The way you kiss me and the passion you've brought into my life.
I have an addiction to stealing money off my parents, a few days ago I even stole money off my brother. Sometimes I think I do this cause my parents never give me money without an argument.
Help!
You are an addiction
I can’t get enough of you
I look forward towards every moment, every interval is a lifetime
Your touch is like heroin, shivers through my veins
The first time I cut the blood dripped to the floor
After that I relized I wanted more
The pain was the escape from the world I lived in
After the first time it felt like an addiction
A craving, desire, your love I require...
Your touch slowly drives me insane.....
My heart is racing, warning me to abstain from these feelings I admire..
Nothing else seems to matter as your kisses easily persuade me, gradually alleviating my pain....