shadyslayer's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- lyrics for my mood Heaven Bend to take my hand And lead me through the fire Be the long awaited answer To a long and painful fight Truth be told I tried my best But somewhere long the way I got caught up in all there was to offer But the cost was so much more than I could bear Though I've tried I've fallen I have sunk so low I messed up Better I should know So don't come round here and Tell me I told you so We all begin out with good intent When love is raw and young We believe that we can change ourselves The past can be undone But we carry on our back the burdens time always reveals In the lonely light of morning In the wound that would not heal It's the bitter taste of losing everything I've held so dear Though I've tried I've fallen I have sunk so low I messed up Better I should know So don't come round here and Tell me I told you so Heaven bend to take my hand I've nowhere left to turn I'm lost to these I thought were friends To everyone I know Oh they turn their heads embarrassed Pretend that they don't see That it's one wrong step one slip before you know it And there doesn't seem away to be redeemed Though I've tried I've fallen I have sunk so low I messed up Better I should know So don't come round here and Tell me I told you so I messed up Better I should know So don't come round here and Tell me I told you so --- yeah, everything's back to it's fucked up place again. some part of me knew it wouldn't last long just keep hurting me more, baby. whatever makes you goddamn happy. (i'm angry. hurt. a lot of things, since i'm finally alone, away from everybody and letting my walls down. i'm crying again and it won't stop. i want to be held. i wanna be comforted. but i know no one can. because no one can give me the thing that makes me happy. except for her, but she doesn't want to. i read the note, she left just a few days ago, and it warms my heart. i think of the words she said jsut last night, and i fucking die. i'm sorry for being myself. i'm sorry for existing. i'm sorry for everything. i'm sorry for ever dating you. i'm sorry for ever loving you. i'm sorry for whatever it is you want me to be sorry for, because i have no idea anymore what you want from me. i don't know. i odn't know. i don't fucking know. just. FHIOEHOIAJFKLEHFOIDHFOHEFOIJEIOFHWEOICHDKCJDSKOFHEROIWTHEWQIOTJERIOTERWTKHOIFGRJWOIFWEJPCWNJEOICFJWERFIWETIOWERJTIEWTJITIFJAKSDAJFIRWOTHWROAIFJIOSFAJSODITHUJUOSFJKLFL;JGKSLJ;KSFGFJK DGHSJDDDDDHEWIOFJEIOFJEIOJFIOEJROIEWJRIOEJRIEJWOIRJUIHOHOOHIOIHO read your email. i guess. whatever. 1:47 am - Sunday, Jul. 04, 2004 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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