It's all about the song in my head The one where the audience is all dead These days they're allowing Visitation to aid in my rehabilitation To make
on some nights you'll find me falling I am formless I am shapeless on some nights i'm better left alone you take it all in from some severed state of
us whole. Yes, my heart may beat again - but we all need medicine. So forgive me, love, I'm choosing a fitting end to the abusing. Last night, I leapt
baby, maybe you've got something i think that maybe we're on to something big bigger than i could have ever imagined tonight, it's worse tonight the
from his wrist to his neck there's empty bottles everywhere, of alcohol and medication my god this smell is sickening there's blood coming out of his
with drugs, soothing words, but that's all. I hope those wounds will heal in time, but right now, things aren't looking good. [Boys Night Out:] The lines
The first night after you're release, no one expects you to get much sleep you're the waking, walking dead In my case i'm not much better walk to the
my head and its everywhere and its all I can think about its all spinning out of control for one day this thing is out of my hands while under severe
When you wake up to white walls and endless halls there's an emptiness that echoes through it all so sit back in your bed, with your mind medicated and
how it ever will come out Doctor I think it's her I hear It's always been But if this pain can be arranged In such a way to bring out beauty Then, well
to that, i'll see to that, he'll see to that, it's impossible given the incident, given his catatonic state to imagine it playing out any other way?
I dialed 911 a long time ago. Now I see how late they're reacting. Here shakes a former lovers/husband, and there lies the wife of a train wreck just
