to care so much. Why do we try so hard When satisfaction is so close? These days it's hard enough to please myself. You'll just have to wait in
I'm trying To mold this into something that works I've been Tearing down these walls I once stood With these hands Are callused from failure attempts
honestly i waste my time i can't please everyone constantly you're overreacting let me guess i bet you're still the victim you'd like to think that you
The temptation of desire The worst of many flaws And I was beckoned by an angel Or what I presumed to be Her touch concluded me My stomach turns
days as if they knew everything it's not the case you know the feeling when you're burning cuz you're trying to win you're hoping for something more when you look down you