IRC-Galleria

In my dreams I tend to think of you
and I don't know what I should do with myself
you only bring me the broken dreams

pull me down again
from my sanitarium of hope
crush my feelings with your words

I keep wondering why do I even turn to you
since all you tend to do is aggrovate me
I'll keep hoping for the day we'll get along

I don't need your shit today
you're pathetic
in your agonizing way

I long for the times we had
when everything was clear between us
now I would give everything to know your thoughts

I hope you'd know how much I really care
until that day
I'll let this hell continue