Skriven under en ganska deppig period för ganska länge sedan. Jag kanske har postat den förut, i så fall ber jag ödmjukast om ursäkt.
I want to kill, I want to bleed
I want to slay, I want to feed
I want to swim, I want to dive
I want to feel that I’m alive
I want to burn, I want to grieve
I want to do, I want to leave
I want to take, I want to give
I want to die, I want to live
I want to be, I want to hate
I want to freeze, I want to mate
I want to laugh, I want to fly
I want to live, I want to die
I want to worry ‘bout my life
But I don’t care, I want a knife
I want to stop, but I can not
I want to die, I want to rot
I want to feel the silent drops
Of easy rain that never stops
I want to ask, what will I do?
If there is love, I want it too
I want to feed my own desire
I want to burn, I want a fire
I want to laugh, I want to fight
I am so dark, I want some light
I want to feel, I want to hate
I want to heal, but I’m too late
I want to give, I want to fly
I want to live, I want to die
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