Great performance on a track it was wonderful
Emotion driven visuals of hardships regarding living
Lips quivering within somber singing a perfect backdrop hearing bells ringing
Line and line vocal chords swinging home runs repeatedly
Buried under the sting of feeling mediocre immediately
A period of darkness surrounds super powers leaps and bounds ineffective
Gun in safe nodding asking for a taste of flesh
They say she can make one day but after today it will be too late.
Track in her mind
Thoughts running unkind
Arts drawing the depth of her heart’s decline
She’ll step aside
She’ll pull the trigger with burned lyrics in her mind
CANNOT TELL ANYONE HOW FUCKING LOW SHE IS
EMBARRASSED TO ADMIT FEARS HAVE OVERCOME HER DEFENSES
SWEAR SHE WILL HERE OH IT WILL BE BETTER SOON
SHE SMILES AND PRETENDS TO BETTER
SOON IS TOO FUCKING LATE
Don’t lead me on whispered in the bathroom
Don’t lie to me I swear on everything it’ll be more of the same tomorrow.
Too embarrassed to ask for help
Been on the edge so much she’s left tracks
Yeah she will hurt people missing her but she figures it is better than being a burden
No one will have to wonder what she is doing
Best part of all will be the absence of fake smiles.
She sang like an angel
Died like a cymbal crash.