Monday, October 26, 2009

bad night.

why do you make this hard on me?
or rather, why do i make things hard on me?
it's just not fair how you can't let me be
there's only one way it can go but you're refusing

i won't
i try
but i can't

you turn your back and my stars all crumble
tiny morsels down the drain now tumble
im starving for more than you can give
this fix

every time i swear it's my last
but each time i come crawling back
on hands and knees, i'm in the wrong
there's just nothing i can turn to

i won't
i try
die

you turn your back and my stars all crumble
tiny morsels down the drain now tumble
im starving for more than you can give
this fix

fix this
fix this
this fix
this fix

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