A Dying Dream Sight For Sore Eyes
This episode played over, over and again. Your routine gets old and I doubt you're one to change.
I can feel your eyes, burning through me.
Your eyes of courage. Your eyes of strength.
Burning right through me, burning right through me. Burning.
But when its all said and through, You're still a sight for sore eyes. With one deep breath, I scream to you, "I promise you, I will never f..cking change!"
Not me. Not now. Not me. Not now.
You said "It's been forever since I've last seen you. And sometimes I wish you knew how important you are to me. And what I wouldn't give to be able to call you my friend..."
You whisper in my ear, you whisper "I hate you"