Here I sit broken hearted
While the world just passes me by
Memories being brought back from the past
Let's make it last, while it slowly crosses my mind
I wait for the world to come to an end
So I sit here and pretend
Here i am. Just a girl brought up in this lonely world of
Blame & Hate.
I must wait for my fate.
This whole in my chest once held a heart
My feelings have rotted and turned to dust
Feels like a knife that's turned to rust.
At the tip of that knife is a spect of blood
That once fed feelings that seemed like love
So here I am. Still the same girl
In the same world of
Blame & Hate
