life is beautiful, do you swear on your life that no one will cry at my funeral?
ive been running in circles, i hurt myself just to find my purpose.
i force this hate into my heart because its my only friend...
hate me, judge me, leave me, love me. </3
im on the outside, looking in and i can see your true colors.
sometimes i look in the mirror and wish i could see nothing
sick of crying, tired of trying, yeah im smiling but on the inside, im dying.
call me a sinner, call me a saint.
when the darkest fades to black...