terça-feira, 18 de setembro de 2012

Broken Years

Nothing is real,
Yeah, no one can heal.
Everyone is dead,
Yeah, we should have fled.

Lights are over,
Yeah, feeling you closer.
Feelings can't be broken,
Yeah, we're pieces that were stolen.

Eyes sold me,
Yeah, who killed me?
Dying breathless,
Yeah, I'm crawling restless.

I'm nobody's friend,
Yeah, my soul must end.
I've fallen shy,
Yeah, teach me how to die.

I hurt myself before anyone,
I need my soul before it's done,
Everything I've read feels unreal,
This is the way I'll always feel.

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