how everything i hope for ultimately falls through
its like ive got a target on my back
with a label reading "do whatever you want to
to make sure their hopes fall
and their hearts feel like melted glue"
its gotten to the point
where im wary what i think
as if by hoping, i
unknowingly break the link
between me and the only thing that
could make me happy and stop me from sink(ing)
im already a pessimist
but obviously im too sure
that my hero will be able
to find me and make me pure
do i need to start always expecting the worse?
im the universe's karma
all the bad things you've done come back around to me
tradgedy's the crop and im the farmer
i reap what you sew
and i pay what you owe
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