run

they tied me upsidedown - put THE GLASS in my lips - the dreams faded long ago - the last drip of life drenches out of my meat that somehow resembles a face - and the drips DON'T stop falling - ALL is red ALL is blurry - i still face the purpling mud - come the dawn you'll face the brown mud again - NO not even - my SCCREEAAMSS will be far gone tomorrow - hear me laugh - HA HA HA - i cut the rope and with the SPIT and BLOOD's eye covering i more like trip than run - my predictions turned into my truth - BUT THEN... the sun rises grande - lighting my CRACKED hands, uncovering my freaking GUTS - not yet revealing scars deep within me - I RAN - but i turned out to crawl, CRUMBLE - what's the use of coming home now - all i can do THERE is BREATH THE TOXIC AIR from your mouth - i HATE your kiss - i HATE this - I LOVE - ...to kiss - you - i crawl on BLEEDING knees - just a little faster than those creeping shadows of mine that creep towards me - they want a needle in my eye - they want me to breathe glass - they want to INCISE their mark a few INCHES through my face- but they scratched hard enough already for me to never lose this

[coecie]

emo

echt iets heel vaags en experimenteels was dit inderdaad

[46and2]

Zou een mooie songtekst zijn.. ik zie het al helemaal voor me Ja.. Mooi hoor.. in an emo kinda way of korsz