| J.R.M. |
|---|
| So much pressure to exert |
| From memories that |
| Can’t stomach the hurt |
| Spend my time on each step |
| Dissecting a cheated death |
| There will be a price to pay |
| For those that get away |
| With breathing my same breath |
| I want them dead |
| How much does it take |
| Before i have to snap? |
| I want to watch them |
| Bleed to death |
| Bleed to death |
| Snuffing the pain |
| With insecurities i gain |
| Picking up broken pieces |
| Of your name |
| Will the pain disappear |
| As the years wash by? |
| Or will my grieving find |
| Some place |
| Deep down to hide? |
| Deep down to hide |
| I can’t fucking cry |
| If it were up to me |
| And life was taped |
| Id rewind your years |
| To where its safe |
| So you would know |
| Every single step |
| And those injuring decisions |
| Were yours to forget |
