You feel betrayed by your own careful planning.
First to follow with the third.
Something felt something now.
What was it like to be waiting?
Torture of me inside injury which explains,
Slicing word skin to bone.
I feel no consolation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I see no constellations. I'm not the only liar I know..
All I feel is desperation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I have no destanation, destanation until I'm gone.
No need for a story to tell truth of action is louder.
You're yelling. Very loud, crystal clear.
I feel no consolation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I see no constellations. I'm not the only liar I know..
All I feel is desperation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I have no destanation, destanation until I'm gone.
Until I'm gone the truth is out.
It was only filled with lies.
Now I live in devastation.
I feel no consolation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I see no constellations. I'm not the only liar I know..
All I feel is desperation. I'm not the only liar I know..
I have no destanation, destanation until I'm gone.