NEVER GIVE UP `
Exit Wounds `

My hands are cold, my body’s numb

Im still in shock, what have you done?
My head is pounding, my visions blurred
Your mouth is moving, I don’t hear a word

And I hurt so bad, that I search my skin
For the entry point, where love went in
And ricoshad and bounced around
And left a hole, when you walked out

I’m falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these Exit Wounds?
I don’t know how much more love this heart can lose
And I’m dying, dying from the Exit Wounds
Wooounds! Where their leaving, the scars you’re keeping
Exit wounds

Marks of battle, they still feel raw
A million pieces of me, on the floor
I’m damaged goods, for all to see
Now who would ever wanna, be with me?

I’ve got all the baggage, drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
I’m backing out, I’m shutting down
You left a hole, when you walked out yeah

I’m falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these Exit Wounds?
I don’t know how much more love this heart can lose
And I’m dying, dying from the Exit Wounds
Wooounds! Where their leaving, the scars you’re keeping
Exit wounds

Lose your clothes and show your scars that’s who you are


Marks of battle, they still feel raw
A million pieces of me, on the floor

I’m falling through the doors of the emergency room
Can anybody help me with these Exit Wounds?
I don’t know how much more love this heart can lose
And I’m dying, dying from the Exit Wounds
Wooounds! Where their leaving, the scars you’re keeping
Exit wounds

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Happy EIGHT months my angel girl! :)


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If only you would just understand… 

Each day comes with 86,400 seconds.


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Christmas Day 2011.

Merry Christmas! My first Christmas with Shannen D. N. since we’ve been together. Precious, I wish you were spending Christmas dinner with us :( Argh, hate this crushing feeling :(.

Anyways, we’ll enjoy the day nonetheless. I love you Shannen.

But most of all: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS :)


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It can turn grey, but never black. It can seem light, but always heavy. Until the bait is hung high and dry, & then they come all at once, but you’ll never catch one,  until you lose that very one.

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