I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m making my own sacrifice
A song by Dmusic
I\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’m making my own sacrifice
So cut my wrists and black my eyes.
Maybe its too little to late
the constants aren’t so constant anymore
and so are you.
That it’s over
I DID NOT STAND MY GROUND
could another point of view, biased and untrue, tear me away from you?
Spare me just three last words.
Your friends are boring me to death
glaring over you and over you this feeling of despair