PATRICK LEE COCHRAN

My metal song ) I remember that you shouting pouting on the floor sadly I think whiskey bottle missed me more although I have no place to go I sit day by day holding dreams so crushed in my hands God damit I don't understand I have I tried to as you decorate yourself in scars we went to far we've lost it all just let me end this slowly I see you reaching out " forrrr me just die on my own serenity the white light sounds good to me honey you walk place sleeping around I see you as I shake my head I'll cut out this black heart slowly let go you don't know me your twisted smile endlessly give me the whiskey its all Dammit let me touch the stars no more scars . pretend to me