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Trust Me
I work so hard to give everything she needs
Everytime nothing is good enough to recieve
Not even the fucking air God gives her to breath
What is it inside her head that makes everything so wrong
Where does that leave me do i belong
Nothing is were i find my self bleeding
Bottom feeding inside the lust we call love
Where is this so call trust
And where does this leave us
No where to turn the only thing is another lesson to learn
But every time it leaves me with the same decisions
Which all leads to more incisions
What is the purpose of this so called mission we call life
Where does any of this become right
Only way to express ripping out my stress through each word
Its obsured and who the fuck is helping me cure
Because theres no one to hear me scream
jumping from this roof top in every single dream
Only to arive safley at death inside my bed
Preying over and over that someone can hear the words i have said or thought
My life inside my own hands could you really say its my fault
When will the peices fall into place
When will i be able to sleep with out being shit faced
Who is here to watch over
When will i find my clover to set me free
Where all eyes are to blind so see failure or sucess
Where is this so called hand that is blessed
Just to take me away where
Do any of you care
Listen pay attition this is my life
I beg you every night make this alright
make it right
Please im asking for your help
