faye

I have a feeling in my bones and in the pit of my stomach, an unpleasant one
Like this little dream of mine will be over soon, and it will happen by my own hand
For I am never satisfied, never calm, never rested....wicked blood runs through my veins

**Yeah you were right about me,
Can I get myself back from underneath this guilt that will crush me,
And in the choir i saw a sad messiah,
He was bored and tired of my laments,
'said I died for you one time but never again.**

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This is what I sleep beside every night...

This is what I look like...

This is what I did yesterday...

This is still as true as it was last night...