Posted

May 27th 2008

Mood

Icky

Music

Hawthorne Heights - breathing in the sequence

Hurts like a knife through my stomach, I feel like puking you out.
You're a disease, you are deceased. But it all still comes to you at the end of the day.
You're in everything I do and everything I say. Everyone's accusing me for not blocking you sooner when I had the time and strenth.
And I can't shake of this feeling.
I'm just another ghost that's yet to hunt you.

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