The Kill
what if i wanted to break
laugh it all off in your face
what would you do?
what if i fell to the floor
couldn't take all this anymore
what would you do?
i tried to be someone else
but nothing seemed to change
i know now, this is who i really am inside
falling from myself
falling for a chance
i know now, this is who i really am
kill
break me down
bury me, bury me
i am finished with you
look in my eyes
you're killing me, killing me
all I wanted was you
Thursday, March 30, 2006
-11:10 PM
i'm back to drinking again. and down to the last cup of vodka.. there's nothing much you can do when everyone's busy and all you've got is one big empty room, and a head full of thoughts that constantly nag at you. i'm wrapping a project tmrw and after that i just gotta wait for the money to come in. i lost one deal but thank god i've more than just one. oh well.. i just hope my head will just give me a rest during the lull period.
why the hell does feelings of the heart have to be so fucking complicated?
no matter. someday, it'll be all over. someday, whether be it that it has to end or continue, whether i find another or none at all, someday.. it'll be all over. someday, i'll be saturday night. and it'll be all good again.
