It feels like suicide
I cannot fake it anymore
I am the fallen
You sold me
Sold my pride
Don't pretend to care
Stop being sympathetic
I can still feel those needles
You stabbed me with
You are just master of disaster

I made one simplest mistake
I didn't wanted to believe the truth
You said that I'm "the one"
Here and now
I will walk away from the sun
Face eyes of the devil
Throw those needles back at you
The fallen will rise again
I will find someone new
And I will love her
She'll be my remedy!

(Songs by Seether)

The End

98 comments about this exercise Feed