do you get? do you get it now? now that my soul is ripped out, staining the ground? im tired of this, tired of you, im tired of everything! im bleeding, falling, dying inside. what do you have to say for yourself? can you speak? or do you lies hold you tongue? look at me now! tear me out, fill me in, im creeping out. from this darkness, i set free, and in depth, bury the old me! do you get it now!?! im tired of this, tired of you, im tired of everything and im done dying inside!
Bury The Old Me
March 1, 2009