Driving Me Down
Deeper in the ground
Haven't you had your fun
Darkening my sun
The trick is to keep breathing
And forget that your leaving
Laying against the cold
Self-deprived of comfort to hold
The thoughts of promises past
Wondering if they'll last
Grounded in the light of none
Saving eachother with a crimson gun
Eyes opening against unknown
Long ago it should of shown
How the many things you told
Would just create the mold
Which i'd fall and fill
Only to change to move to your will
It's no surprize in this fling
Because we all have atleast one puppet string
-Megan <-> Playwithfire-
 playwithfire · Mon Jul 25, 2005 @ 06:17am · 2 Comments |
