Pick Up the Pieces By: Riddlin’ Kids
Used to be a time where everything I did was right and nothing could go wrong. Nothing could go wrong. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it. Seems like all the walls are falling down around my feet and...
Here I am just picking up the pieces. All alone just picking up the pieces. Here I am just picking up the pieces. I don't want to. I don't want to.
Everything you've got doesn't really mean a lot when everything goes wrong. Everything goes wrong. I don't want to think about it. Seems like all the walls are falling down around my feet and...
Here I am just picking up the pieces. All alone just picking up the pieces. Here I am just picking up the pieces. I don't want to. I don't want to.
Here I am just picking up the... Here I am just picking up the... Where did I go wrong? Where did I go wrong?
Here I am just picking up the pieces. All alone just picking up the pieces. Here I am just picking up the pieces. I don't want to. I don't want to.
Melancholic Trance · Sat Oct 06, 2007 @ 05:13am · 0 Comments |