Camp Kill Yourself
July 18th, 2005, 06:32 PM
I wrote this over the period of this last week, and it means a lot since I`m thinking of showing it to who it is about, and I wanted to know if it was any good...
So, here it is...A song that I wrote.
I wrote a letter today
Hand written in my blood
A letter poured out of my soul
Just for you, my friend.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
Disclosed is a picture
I took from my mind
Keep it forever, dearest
I don`t need it, anymore.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
(End this)
I know you know you can
(End this)
Hear me crying as I die
Too scared to wear this on my sleeve.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
...I can pretend...
You can end this, you can end this
Kill me over and over again
You know I need it.
I wrote a letter for you
In my own hot blood
I poured out my soul to you
But you feel nothing at all...
So, here it is...A song that I wrote.
I wrote a letter today
Hand written in my blood
A letter poured out of my soul
Just for you, my friend.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
Disclosed is a picture
I took from my mind
Keep it forever, dearest
I don`t need it, anymore.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
(End this)
I know you know you can
(End this)
Hear me crying as I die
Too scared to wear this on my sleeve.
Pouring my heart out
You feel nothing, you feel nothing
But for now I can pretend
You need me, cause in my mind you do.
...I can pretend...
You can end this, you can end this
Kill me over and over again
You know I need it.
I wrote a letter for you
In my own hot blood
I poured out my soul to you
But you feel nothing at all...