

FallingI surround myslef in this world of danger, Flying from building to building, Wishing myself to fall.Falling
But when I get close to the edge, And things get too real. I begin to wonder what's at the bottom.
Is that drop really worth it? Then I turn and walk away, Abandoning everything that was me.
And I begin again, Not really flying, But falling.


PretendI think we should pretend Just like when we're young. Speak posh and fancy And wear pretty clothes.Pretend
And I should propose And we might married. We'll have so much fun. It'll be just you and me.
Let's take a picture Remember these days. Cause these are the memories I don't want to fade.
And when we get old And remember the lies. I won't really matter All we were was pretending.


AliveYou’re eyes are red with hatred, You’re passion turned to lust, You don’t want this, you need it, You love this darkened trust.Alive
The stars shine bright with anger, The sea is dark and cold, Reflecting our twisted heartaches, This routine is getting old.
When will you see what I see, You think you’re eyes are lying, You say this makes you feel alive, But all I feel is dying.
by ~motive8
by *celsojunior
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