586. 23/7/16 (#578)
Thirteen to four: Losing score.
We were going to take the world by storm.
She was an angel living in hell -
How high she took me, how far I fell.
I have to blame someone, otherwise it's all my fault.
Everybody lies - no exceptions,
Everybody talks behind your back,
Everybody leaves you in the end with your foot in the trap.
Life may be strange, but life's unfair,
And I can't even breathe through the smoke in the air.
To many "Oh wells", not enough care.
Just take me through,
Take me with you,
To the darkest depths of a black circle on my wall.
Don't leave me here,
Surrounded by fear,
All I can do is draw one more black circle on my wall:
One more lie.
Let's go back in time.