Faded Pictures Faded Memories - Blood Has Been Shed

well I hope you are satisfied

you gave me the push I needed

ostracised for nothing at all

by all those I hold dear

you aren’t the same maybe we should talk

this is my suggestion death to all emotion

let this be the end of us bitter cold engulfs the soul

no more contact forget my face

stop knocking I am not smiling

behind the door no eloquent words

no desire to impress

I’m not lookng for an apology from you

I’m looking for an opportunity to see you in pain

there will be no lookng back again

dig your fingers slowly into my wrist

white knuckle the blade

in hopes that I subside

I want to see the shade fall on your eyes

no longer my lover

pray you better pray

pray to every god you know

and every forgotten deity

you better pray