non fiction... do not believe me? the chances i have to take... betrayal at it's best is always second guessed try i am healing the pressure so give me a reason now.
the reflection of false hope... we kept the secrets in the dark and the values of our brothers inside. the shadows i can see, can see me perfectly. their ratio is ten to zero.
oh, we are on top of the world. so let us go. your death is written on paper. my heart is fueled by hatred. dragging your dead bodies up really steep hills....
it has been so long and i have waited. i have been waiting for so long. so do not fight. it is hard to breathe when you are buried alive. you take this place for granted and you realize it is never enough. |