Post by Thorn on Aug 17, 2004 0:04:01 GMT -5
why is it that i always fall, for the wrong ones?
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
my self esteem, lies in a hospital bed.
dying of broken hearts, and cunfusion in it's head.
i think i might as well stop, looking for cupid.
his arrow seems to find me, but to them it's stupid.
why is it that i always fall, for the wrong ones?
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
i sit now within my room..wondering how, i got mixed up in this.
all i can think of is that i was once again led astray.
a cigarette in my mouth, paying respect to an ash tray..
in my mind i see all the words, that i can never say.
i wonder, what will become of me?
i hope the titles changed to different than f.w.b.
but something tells me my dreams are in vain.
until i find faith, i lie awake in the dead of pain.
why is it that i always fall, for the wrong ones?
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
~Piro~ 8.16.04
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
my self esteem, lies in a hospital bed.
dying of broken hearts, and cunfusion in it's head.
i think i might as well stop, looking for cupid.
his arrow seems to find me, but to them it's stupid.
why is it that i always fall, for the wrong ones?
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
i sit now within my room..wondering how, i got mixed up in this.
all i can think of is that i was once again led astray.
a cigarette in my mouth, paying respect to an ash tray..
in my mind i see all the words, that i can never say.
i wonder, what will become of me?
i hope the titles changed to different than f.w.b.
but something tells me my dreams are in vain.
until i find faith, i lie awake in the dead of pain.
why is it that i always fall, for the wrong ones?
why is it that i can't, ever climb back up?
i look to the sky, searching for answers..
but all it returns are questions to the cure.
~Piro~ 8.16.04