Whatever people say I am, that's what I'm not, cause they don't know a bloody thing about me!

martes, 11 de marzo de 2014

Come on home.

Although my lover lives in a place that I can't live, 
I kind of find I like a life this lonely. 
It rips and pierces me, in places I can't see. 
I love the rip of nerves, the rip that wakes me. 
So I'm dissatisfied, I love dissatisfied
I love to feel there's always more that I need.

So come on home.

You're where you want to be, I'm where I want to be.
Come on, we're chasing everything we've ever wanted.
I replace you easily, replace pathetically,
I'll flirt with any flighty thing that falls my way.
But how I needed you, when I needed you!
Lets not forget we are so strong, so bloody strong.

So come on home.

Blue light falls upon your perfect skin, falls and you draw back again. Falls and this is how I fell. And I cannot forget. 

So come on home... but don't forget to LEAVE.