rukio

Heavy-handed, rapid fire
To a senseless beating, crippled and barely breathing
I tore off my skin, I'll hang from this noose
This is what happens when I show you my demons
Repeating the cycle that turns love into indifference
When I chase after affection, it won't chase after me
But honestly
The day I met you
I started dying
Feed me to the wolves
Like I don't have a pulse
Tear into me like an unknown disease
It's a certain sense of apathy that hangs directly over me.
You make me happy...
You'd make me kill myself
I should've known a little better
Good things never last forever
But I can't be happy if I'm dead

2015