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I drink too much
It helps me to feel, I thought I forgot
I’m hurting you I know
But I just don’t have the will to stop
I’m still a little bitter about the way things are suppose to be
I try to hold it all in but the pain gets to me
I’m a little bit fucked up, I can’t help the way I feel
So times I wonder if I was born to fail
I sleep in to long, wasted the day
Never conquer - I was meant for this, I can feel it
I give in too easy, or maybe I’m just weak
Maybe I like to submit to the pain you give so freely
I’m slipping
Free-falling, but I like the rush
I’m cutting,
I’m bleeding
Bound to your touch
I kiss you
You kill me
Tainted Love!
If you hurt me, that’s okay
I don’t mind
Don’t mind that much
I don’t recommend feeling like this to anyone
Disappointment is such a bitter pill to swallow
I’m still a little bitter about the way things are
But that okay
I’m use to the feeling by now