A person to die for

Bastardicus

How does it feel to be yourself?

How does it feel to wake up everyday?

Look in to the mirror

Feel the grasp of your own lies

How does it feel?

Making empty promises

Is it even real?!

Faking the words

Inside out

The times of lies and cold emotions

Is already gone

How does it feel to live two lives?

The persons that care

The persons that love

How does it feel..

breaking, lying

Inside out

The times of lies and cold emotions

Making empty promises

Faking the words

How does it feel to be yourself?

How does it feel to wake up everyday?

Looking into the mirror

Seeing pain of others

What was the gain?

What was the reason?

Do feel my pain

Its that season again

When I lie to myself 

That everything will be okay

Sinking in my own pain

Cause your a die for person

But breaking inside

Smiling outside

Feeling the pain

Without a gain

How does it feel to be yourself?

How does it feel to wake up everyday?

Living a lie

Making lies

Breaking people

Breaking yourself...

Ode to Her

One night of changing season we met
was it meant?
I don't know yet
But how it went?!

I was broken down
Sorrow filled mess
Always with a frown
I was less

But you were something else
at first a shoulder to hold on
nothing false
a pusher, to push that boulder off

Strangely it changed with a pace
something to smile on
reason to change face
a hope to run a mile for

season go, season went
a new light was born
was it meant?
a passing night
or was it a thorn in my back?!

You were the light
for my velvet night
I was your knight
It seemed bright

I wanted to take flight
True happiness
Oh it was a sight
To hell with this sappiness

Broken down scarred mess
That's what it is
It's not your blame
It just feels the same

I wanted to be your knight
Show you a different sight
Passing down that light
But that wasn't in my might

One night of changing season we met

was it meant?
I don't know yet
But how it went?!

I was broken down
Sorrow filled mess
Always with a frown
I was less

But you were something else
at first a shoulder to hold on
nothing false
a pusher, to push that boulder off

Strangely it changed with a pace
something to smile on
reason to change face
a hope to run a mile for

It's on repeat
What to do, what to think
It's on repeat
Do I blink or do I sink?!

Broken down
Sorrow filled mess
Without a crown
Always with a frown
I am less...