Just Another Saturday Night

Mascara stained tears
Rolling down my cheeks
It's so quiet
I hear them hit the floor
Everyone thinks I'm completly fine
But they are completly wrong
As I see the blood and tears drip
I think of you
Consided you
You made me think you would always be there
And you always were
Till now
When I need you the most
Drip...Drip
Go the blood and the tears
I'm broken
I've lost some peices
I need to be fixed
I need everything to go back to normal
Whatever that is
Drip...Drip
I have no control
U have no feelings
I have no meaning
I want to dissapear
And maybe soon I will
Drip...Drip





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