your big whatever
even though i'm lying on my bed
the world's spinning out of control
all these thoughts twirling in my head
in my heart I have a big black hole
picking up the pieces
tryin to put myself back together
but the pain increases
to you it was all just a big whatever
I tried to be what someone like you would expect
and from my point of view
I tried to be perfect
did everything for you
but it was never good enough


skrivet 2010-11-07 klockan 00:31:13 | tankar & ord | 0 har kommenterat
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