I am wrecked.I am overblown. I'm also fed up with the common cold.
But I just hate to say goodbye to all the metaohors and lies that have taken me years to come up with.
Say its true.Say you like me.Just for the night.For me it's been enternity.
And as I gently sip my drink.I think about my lack of future.And all the places I could learn to fall in love.
I know I shouldnt waste my time.Wishing I'd been better designed.Yet for some reason still think.
I am wrecked I am overblown.I'm also fed up with the fucking common cold.
When I just want to feel alive. For the first time in my life. I just want to feel attractive today.
