Tác giả : Stabbing Westward
Người đăng : administrator, 13 năm trước
There are times when i'm just a shell
When i do not feel anything for anyone
All i feel is hollow and bruised
Used up and misused
Forced to be someone i don't want to be
Have i failed somehow or some way
Will the weight of today finally pull me down to drown
In the depths of despair
Where i am alone
Except for my rage
My rage
My pain
I hate my darkest days
My rage
My pain
I hate my darkest days
My rage
My pain
I hate my darkest days
My rage
My pain
I hate my darkest days
My darkest days