my life is filled with empty holes
i dont love anymore its a chore
i rather stay alone for a century
love for me is as fictional as love is
i tried so many times to understand it
but at the end my heart got broken
to many times to try to put it back
the cracks let my blood drip
nobody can compensate that feeling
i wish to find someone to understand my yearning
but everytime i give love a try i die a little inside
why cant i just accept the fact
that losers lose
and i lost you
and im still losing you
so how can this pain go away
why cant i just obliterate my loneliness
and replace it with a smile
that was a joke
my destiny is to die as sad and broken
what a feeling ...
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