Kategori: Dikter
Wasted...
I never wanted to open my heart for any girl again
I never want my heart to get broken again
I don’t want to feel the blood cutting the veins beneath my skin
I’ll force my heart to cut off the blood going to my brain
I’ll lock more chains around it cause I don’t want to go insane
I felt yesterday that our love was bright as a full moon
I don’t understand why bad news always comes so soon
I’m trying to take a step forward but something is draging me back
I’m trying to cut of the wire so I can go back on the track
But for many years I’ve been going on my own
And for a long time I’ve been feeling all alone
So now I don’t want to get back there
I want to feel again my hand going through your hair
But I don’t know anymore if I can go back there
And I don’t know why life have never been fair
I want to feel your lips kissing me again and again
Want to feel the rush you give me like driving on a fast lane
Maybe I’m asking for too much and this is how the story of my life goes
The fire starts in my heart and goes on until my whole body blows
Feels like this will be the end of my life if I cant take control
Feels like getting loved never was supposed to be my role
So I’ll now take the spade and begin to dig my own hole…
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