Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Dying in your arms

I'm wearing thin, wearing out, becoming weak
She's my self-destructive, bleeding disease
The things that makes it hard to breathe
But if I shoved you far away
This addict just starved again, asphyxiated.
And now I see it's you that's tearing me, ensnaring me
This is me dying in your arms,
I cut you out, now set me free
Let god be free to see the things you blinded me.
And I shoved you far away.
Now I live the life I dreamed of you're dead to me.
You poisoned my life
So I take this knife
And I cut you out
Cut you out !!!

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