Sunday - Wings have got to hurt when they split your back open.
Date: Jun 3rd, 2007 5:20:30 am - Subscribe
Mood: Martyr-Slut for blame.
Load on my mind: "The Big Come Down" - NIN
Have I sunk this low.
Or is this a new high?
Now I’m the martyr.
I think its because its easier to just give in.
Yes I’m the reason you and your friend don’t get on.
Yes I’m the reason our friends are divided.
I’m all that is evil in our world.
Fill me with things I’m not sure I’ve done.
Give me the blame.
Because I don’t even know what I’ve done,
Maybe I am just havoc, and chaos,
Maybe in your lives that’s all I am,
I’ve grown accustomed to your blame,
I’m used to taking all the problems in,
I used to fight back,
I used to wear a bullet-proof vest and point the gun back at you,
But I’ll take the bullet because it doesn’t hurt that much anymore.
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