Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
I'm Lost Without You
I'm lost without you,
And your brand of abuse.
The way you fling words,
And your horrid short fuse.
I hate the way your tongue
Stains the corners of my mind.
I hate the way your eyes
Kill away anything kind.
I'm lost and I'm found,
With you, I am dead.
I curse the insanity
That litters my head.
When I'm lost in my dreams,
You shatter them ugly.
So I sleep without rest,
And cry like a banshee.
My heart feels your heat,
There is nothing to do.
So I'll run far, far away,
Being lost without you.
12-15-10
And your brand of abuse.
The way you fling words,
And your horrid short fuse.
I hate the way your tongue
Stains the corners of my mind.
I hate the way your eyes
Kill away anything kind.
I'm lost and I'm found,
With you, I am dead.
I curse the insanity
That litters my head.
When I'm lost in my dreams,
You shatter them ugly.
So I sleep without rest,
And cry like a banshee.
My heart feels your heat,
There is nothing to do.
So I'll run far, far away,
Being lost without you.
12-15-10
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