Friday, November 2, 2012

Apocalypse Angel



I stay away from heights
Not because I'm scared to fall
I'm just afraid of never coming down.
Losing love is painful
But never letting go
Hurts so much worse.
So drop me off at 18th and Long
And leave me on my own
And let me go back home
Where I belong
But no, you can't.
You breathe to leave me dead inside
But without my fingers pried
I'll never let go,
I have too much pride
So I'll drink until my liver's sore
And whiskey drips from every pore.
Then I'll smile
Like it never hurt before.
Give me a martyr,
Don't give me a liar.
Scream when I touch you
We're both full of fire.

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