Monday, April 27, 2009

We Sold Our Souls to Pay the Rent

This addictions got me itchin to do things I hate
the result was my fault but it kept me feeling great
I was insane to love that pain but I think it was fate
my futures downhill, its almost inevitable
but i'm laying here with you, and it feels incredible
I don't know if its your sky blue eyes,
or the drugs in my system just telling me lies

Your heart starts to beat, at an unsteady pace
you try to stay calm, but your mind starts to race
then all of a sudden it got quiet
your hearts still beating like an insane riot
is this how its supposed to feel?
because it doesn't feel good, and it doesn't feel real

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