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I was falling on the pavement.
Wasting time
keeping my head down.
I haven't been very cleaver.
That's why I always get caught sneaking around.
He's never been my first choice.
That's why I've been floating, drifting, and keeping sound.
Finding a way to catch up with me.
He's holding me down,
He's holding me down.

I like the way,
He holds a stare.

The next ones different
He keeps me aware.

The other is just for pleasure.
When I'm bored and no one else will answer.

I've been staring at the ceiling.
Wondering how I've gotten up there.
I've been feeling kinda guilty,
But that will pass just
Like the last one did.
I'm being held responsible
For all the stupid things I've said and done.
But I can't be held accountable.
I'm just the last one,
I'm just the next one done.

He's the warning signs
I blatantly ignored.

He giving me adrenaline,
A dangerous reward.

He's filling me with anxiety.
Every time I see his name calling me.
I swear the same thing is always on my mind.
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