BrightEyesIsMe
Bluelighter
Looking over the edge you call out my name
Standing at the bottom I hear your cries
Still wounded from your calls of earlier years, I remain at the bottom
You reach out to me, I slap away your hand.
You start to cry in a cruel and harsh tone at me.
Like you used to do.
If I was to cry, you would then get mad, but hear you are, never happy.
When will you ever find something to take your messed up life out on rather than ME!
Supposed to be a best friend, you are nothing more than a leach sucking the very life from my soul on behalf of your beneficial grasps.
Let go of me!
I scream at you from a true point and the edge at which you stand shakes and you then fall,
you lay near and I hear your soft moans of pain.
I take your hand and you clench your teeth and look at me in anger,
you fell on your own, don't blame me, you brought this upon yourself...again, are you going to give Satan this much HELL when you cross?
Standing at the bottom I hear your cries
Still wounded from your calls of earlier years, I remain at the bottom
You reach out to me, I slap away your hand.
You start to cry in a cruel and harsh tone at me.
Like you used to do.
If I was to cry, you would then get mad, but hear you are, never happy.
When will you ever find something to take your messed up life out on rather than ME!
Supposed to be a best friend, you are nothing more than a leach sucking the very life from my soul on behalf of your beneficial grasps.
Let go of me!
I scream at you from a true point and the edge at which you stand shakes and you then fall,
you lay near and I hear your soft moans of pain.
I take your hand and you clench your teeth and look at me in anger,
you fell on your own, don't blame me, you brought this upon yourself...again, are you going to give Satan this much HELL when you cross?
