Bloodstains on the carpet
Bloodstains on the carpet
Tearstains on the floor
Lying there cut into pieces
This bloody heap of flesh was once my heart
I feel like screaming
I feel like running
I want to flee
I want to leave this broken home
I wrecked my room
I ran wild
I can't stand my mood swings
I fear them, because I don't know
What will happen
Will I be happy
Will I be sad
Will I try to kill the pain
I feel like screaming
I feel like running
I want to flee
I want to leave this broken home
I broke it on my own
Tearstains on the carpet
Bloodstains on the floor
I lost my selfcontrol
© S. Rabe
...nein...ich hab mich heilgelassen, falls jetzt jemand was falsches denkt
