i miss the days we'd be on fire
damn, i miss the days we'd be on fire
riding around with the ones that keep me inspired
but i could've been wrong
could've been right
and none of you seem like friends tonight
see i was just waiting for the moment to take me away
it's just one of those things
can we let it go?
will we ever let it go?
i feel the only way to let it go
is to say i'm sorry
don't make me wait for a fallen star
i've been afraid that the blood in my heart
won't sing to me a melody that's ours
drown me in the rain i'd swim and sink for you
you were the only saving grace i ever had
you poison me
i'm burning colors
i can see them change
i can tell the bitter taste
i'm two-faced and i can't see straight
so don't pretend to run away
i know you hear me
just another kid who can't let it go
just another story for the books
how did i fall off track?
how did i let you turn your back on me?
if i'm home by sunrise
will my eyelids fade?
i'm too tired now to save my problems for another day
i've spent my whole life
between fear & faith
i don't know if i've been screaming in the dark or dreaming
it's plain and simple, i don't what i was thinking
i miss my friends
the one's i'd die for
you were the only saving grace i ever had
❥ ❥ ❥ ❥ ❥
starving for friends; slaves ft. vic fuentes
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lunar sadness // poetry of the insomniac
PoesíaTRIGGER WARNING; mentions of abuse, self-injury, drug use, sexual content, etc. read at your own risk. poetry is mine, most lyrics are not. i'll give credit to who wrote whatever. everything in this book is relevant to my own emotion. enjoy.
