ran ans mic ihr bitches!
hollywood undead - my black dahlia

I loved you, you made me, hate me. You gave me, hate, see?. It saved me and these tears are deadly.
You feel that? I rip back, every time you tried to steal that. You feel bad? you feel sad? Iím sorry,
hell no fuck that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife
it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I
hurt too, remember I loved you!

I've , Lost it all, fell today, Itís all the same
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no
I've , been abused, I feel so used, because of you
I'm sorry oh
I'm sorry no

I wish I could I could have quit you. I wish I never missed you, And told you that I loved you, every
time I Fucked you. The future that we both drew, and all the shit we've been through. Obsessed with the
thought of you, the pain just grew and grew! How could you do this to me? Look at what I made for you,
it never was enough and the world is what I gave to you. I used to be love struck; now I'm just fucked
up. Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts!

Seems like all we had is over now you left to rest.
And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound.
Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest.
And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down.

delilah! am 27.11.06 20:07

wenn das liebe ist ..

ich liebe ihn & ich kann nicht ohne ihn.
gott, es macht mich so kaputt.
ich hasse es, ich hasse ihn, ich hasse alles.
verdammt. warum verliebt man sich immer in die
falschen? und warum sind 95% aller kerle
arschloecher? ..
punkrockbaby am 25.11.06 23:13

& dein kopf ist gefickt ..
ich hab meinen alten blog wieder gefunden, ihn ueberarbeitet, eintraege & kommentare geloescht & jetzt blogge ich wieder hier, ja.
es ist komisch, wenn man sich alte eintraege durchliest & an damals denkt. man hatte so viel vergessen, verdraengt & jetzt ist alles wieder da. man merkt, dass sich alles wiederholt. es ist genauso wie es damals war. fast.
absurd? ..

du hoerst mir nicht mehr zu, ich hab keine bedeutung mehr. meine gedanken fliegen durch den raum - kreuz&quer.
bushido - augenblick
punkrockbaby am 25.11.06 14:47

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