Am I still your angel with broken wings?
Or demonic company that you're keeping
Sleeping beside
Am I still regarded the love of your...?
Or the loss you suffer for good reason
Freedom's in demise
You're becoming a nightmare
If it wasn't familiar I wouldn't be scared
I wouldn't be this scared
Are you still my angel with ethereal glow?
Or demonic company I wish to have and to hold?
You're still regarded the love of my...
I don't need a reason, though you supply not one
Freedom's in denial
You're becoming a nightmare
If it wasn't familiar I wouldn't be scared
Your breath of derision
Eyes during the decision
I've known the disposition
My soul's indecision, I blame but I can't say I didn't try
You should know the same
Two years of chasing games
The role I played is one you now make look vile
I tried to be more like you
The irony of it fell through
Your expression is one I recognise
Freed from contempt in my sighs
But what is yours now was once mine
My world has never been so scary
As when you started to look like me
My world has never been scary
Till you started to look like me
You're becoming a nightmare
You're becoming a nightmare
You're becoming what you dread
I'm becoming what feels dead
I'm reaching from the grave we'll share
You're becoming a nightmare
My world has never been so scary
So scary
Has never been so scary
I've been so scared of me
My world has never been so scary
So scary
Has never been so scary
I've been so scared
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Songs I Write | VIII
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 20 years old, England.
