Until our veins run dry
Now we have to take this thorn
And tear it from our side
Agitated at the fault line
Still agreed to disagree
Your connected to the heart
But tonight we'll set you free
So swallow the knife
Carve the way for your pride
Now our hands are tied
The problems lie within
So we pray for night
To start over again
ergh i hate parentals. i understand that they - at one point in their lives so far - have made it
through living their lives as teenagers but do they not seem to realize that ohhh i dunno a few
things have changed since then??! ugh i embaress them because i dress different.. so the fuck
what.. im so pissed.. im not even going to write anymore about it in here if you wanna know
about it then ask. otherwise your missin out. well im out cause me and the REAL sami wami are
going to make ourselves a joint-blogger muhahahah our skills together will be most definately
devilish <<3
