Es HoraYo no quiero sufrirpero usted me haceYo conozco es la hora a esconder del mundopero yo no quieroYo sé que estaré bien mas tardedeseo de huiryo quiero digo adíos a túpronto estaré de tí muy lejosUsted me hace tristeCuando no hablas a miyo muerto cuando te dejas meYa, es la hora para llorar¿Conoces me?¿reconózcame?Yo no sé...Yo no sé...Yo nunca sé lo que pensar.
My CurseGone away, you've left me here all by myselfThrough the tears i've shed and the pain i've feltI'm standing tall not because i want toJust something you taught me to doDon't cry for me, don't need your pityWords are useless, don't want your sympathySorrow sometimes blinds me from seeing the choices i have to makeWalking blindly down a path i didn't chose to takeSilence swallows fear inside my heartloneliness will tear my heart apartmemories collide with pain i feelbeing reminded of you just makes it worsebut i guess this is my curseGone away, you're not the one to take my heartseering pain i've felt from the startDont lie to me, dont say words you don't meanyou may still love me but you can't be forgiven.Staring in the mirror at the person i've becomeStaring in the mirror at a person so numbI cant feel the pain rip me apartBut i sure as hell felt it when you left me in the darkSilence swallows fear inside my heartloneliness will tear my heart apartmemories collide
The Best FriendThe Best FriendI guess I thought he'd live forever. Keeping myself surrounded by this lie and shutting out any truth people would tell me. He was my best friend despite that he couldn't speak. He was my brother's dog but when my brother went off to college, he clung to me instead. His name was Tom-Tom, a mutt we had gotten from the pound when my brother was little. I wasn't there when they made the decision…and I regret it now.There are some things that I don't remember but pictures capture the moments I missed. I've been told that when I was young, Tom would grab me by my shirt and pull me around the yard. Apparently I love it. He was a little energetic puppy then, curious about everything he came in contact with.Tom's appearance was a little strange at first glance. He looked like several dogs stitched together. A little Dalmatian here, a little Beagle there. His chest was white with soft black spots that disappeared up by his neck. His legs were white and light brown as though he
Just a ToolIts all fun and games in the dayLaughing with all your friendsBut at night, you feel it slip awayAnd you just wanna make it endYou feel you cant hold on much longerCant get a grip on who to trustlife's been so cruel and fucked upAnother heart layin on the ground in a blood poolThey say they want to help youBut is it help when they do nothing but critisize?Another friend breaking promises with their liesAnother friend making you feel like a foolAnd they wonder why you dont trustWonder why you hide alone in your roomPeople dont get it, and they probably never willCause to them, you're just a toolThey speak of you like a machinean experiment gone wrongbut do they know you have a heart?that breaks with every stab in the backA heart of glass that shows its cracksTo a select few, most dont know what you've been throughNor do they care, all's fair in love and warUse me, break me, misshape meNever wanting the torment to endHurt me intentionallyIts all the same again
Sweet SorrowThey watched as you drifted awayToo scared to raise a helping handThey say they know your painBut do they know why you feel so lonely?Wipe the tears from your bloodshot eyesThat sting with every tear you cryI know you're scared and you want to hideBut pull through for me just this one last timeI know you feel so alone, left out in the coldIt shapes the deepest part of your soulBut dont you cry in pain for me, i'm okthey watched you drift away...[And maybe we're here to learn to loveMaybe we have to learn to be happyBut i knew these things, so i didnt have to stayThey're still things you have to uncoverYou hear my voice, you see my ghostYou long to hold me once moreAnd i know you're scared of changeBut this was inevitable]They say they know your painThey say parting is such sweet sorrow