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Wretched, twisted, uncontrolled pain it doesn't seem to give in To turning my life against my soul and making it crash from within Why can't it just see why can't it leave what will make it cease to breathe? Into my body that aches so much and the innermost feelings of me I try my best to trust in those who are supposed to be "trustworthy" I try to see that they're trying to explain but it just seems all to wordy I cry so hard like I'm not supposed to do but I get no answer again I sometimes wonder and even feel that I'm not being tough like a man I've failed to prove myself at all without any question or doubt I've taken the blame for every fall no matter how it came about What else can I do? What else can I say? I need help to deal with the pain I'm trying my best to deal with the loss I'm tired of taking the blame. |
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The Pain by Daniel "Spuks" Mansell - 3/24/99 |
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