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She Is More Dead
written by Khaotic09:43 PM 4/8/05Verse 1:
hey she seems more dead
i am here standing away
as she is there seems so dead
as the day pass's me by
i can always she's gonna be better
as her sickness beats her down
i can hear the suffering of her
i can hear calling too me
i ignore her suffering call
as i seem to beat her soul down
hearing agnoy in her voice
as she screaming somekind of sound
its always beating on me
falling away from her own grace
cant seem to see her face
as she seems to seek false fate
life is always playing around with me
cant i just wait let myself be free
i try to ignite all my hate in vain
Chorus 1:
feeling like have no wait to release
how many times i have felt sickness
something here isnt fine, something
something what, something isnt fine
i am here meant to be here today
as she draws apart of me outside
i can feel myself falling from hate
Verse 2:
each day i seem to see her so hollow
inside her something took it away
in her heart its melting me away
i could see she trys to take apart of me
i cant stand here to see what she does
i am just watching her i dont know why
feeling dead inside, i need someone
cant somebody help me, no i needed her
no not just for me, cant stand this
Chorus 2:
making me draw to her, its all cause...
i am feeling like a roach inside
i am nothing but a roach inside
i need somebody to help me out
cant somebody help me... no not for me
Verse 3:
i look i smile, i need something to help
i am trying, i am flying, i am dead.....
i need something, someone, i need her
somebody to help me with what i am trying
looking around trying to search out this
i want her to see what i am trying to be
i dont want her to cry, as my love is dead
she can try to tear me down, crush me down
i wont believe it, she cant make me dead
its already started on, one way to make it
why she trying to make fun of me.....
Chorus 3:
all of my love has already been destroyed
so she trys to tear me down, beat me down
all...of...my...love...is all gone from me
it all begged for me...drag me down, drag
drag me against the ground, dead as you see
i cant be crushed by her wicked ways
i wont be seen or be bleeding, i am alive
so she trys to tear me down, cant beat me down
Verse 4:
i am the one not burning in my own sorrow
i had to sell all of my love, cant get anymore
all this waiting and loving, cant take it
i wont be drowned by her, gonna make her dead
i aint gonna give it up, i wont love anymore
i am the falling of my lightness, cant love anymore
i'm dirty...feeling like nothing, i am destroyed
take me to my grave take me to my grave.. take me
Chorus 4:
i thought she even cared about me, seems dead to me
i am gonna get it straight i aint gonna give it up
she trys to make twisted, she makes me bad
i am watching her as she falls from my trust
there so much to speak of her, cant give her up
just to get some love, from her, from her
i cant stand let her drown me, feeling like a roach
i thought she was my friend, seems this dead away
just need her to be... all i need her is to be...
no not just for me....not just for me....not for me
giving her this, receiving nothing but hate back
feeling like a roach inside, sitting up didnt she try
she is more dead, everday as it seems to me....
but i look i try i love i hate i smile i died
i need something to help me out with what...
i am already trying i am trying...i am dieing... |
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