shrikedyke

this is for emory. because i'm sorry. and he's right about everything except thinking that it isn't getting better.

You stole my pure intentions
You are the sickness in between

Let me in, Ill bury the pain

You taught me to be sad as you
You almost made me take it all

Let me in, Ill bury the pain

You bend me and you shake me
You beg me then you break me

Let me in, Ill bury the pain

You made me feel like a sinner
Now you fear youll die alone

Let me in, Ill bury the pain

The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I got this far?
I feel its taking over
And everything falls dark
Break me open, the desperate cry
The sickness that you are
A plague that made me starve
Do you think you can show me
How I got this far?

--"metaphor" by in flames