viktim

My heart plays tricks
It Makes me sick
Make me feel these things that just never exist
Ii’ll give you hope
when there should be none
Make you think there’s love
When love is done
Make you cry , hold yourself under covers
While the one you love is in bed with another
So hear me now
Speak to myself
Exactly how can i get out of this hell?

And sew she said
With needle and thread
I’ll stitch the words in my head

Oooff dude mike watt