dead-eye-stare

woke up
Spent a day in hell
Couldn't tell
Who I was or what I've done
Its a matter of the fact
That I've seemed to of erased myself

To much emotion
I need to write it out
To much emotion
I'll need to cut it out

Now I'm so bitter
A change in the weather
And how I feel
And how I deal
Seems to be known by all

It doesn't help
That its painted on my body
By the love inside

Now I'd crawl to you
If you would care
But it doesn't seem that way
With that dead-eye-stare

Well here I am
At my end
But I don't give a fuck about you
And what you have to do

I might be to hard to care about
If so, just go
Its not like your any help,
At All
If so, just go,
Just
Get out of my life
In fact your worse than a knife.

To much emotion
I need to write it out
To much emotion
I'll need to cut it out

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i actually like this one!
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