Things in my pastCrumpled against the wall Black and blue spots along her shoulder Her life has begun to fall And she can only hope for it to be over One tiny drink is what started it all He's blaming her I guess the drinks were never that small Because the bruises are getting biggerThings in my past
Amandas controlA toast to the drugs Seeping through your mouth Black poison lingering at your lips Addiction to the cause of your pain Canceled emotion Closing down your horizon Falling slave to your heroine Falling slave to your heroine Poison seeping into your brain It's taking over. She's changing you Your hating me Such a beautiful nightmare Such a beautiful nightmare Your her marionette doll Your my old best friend And times have changed my darling Times will changeAmandas control
To all the memories...And with her cherry red lips She blew him one last kiss Into the darkest night Such a beautiful angelTo all the memories...
She burned her life away Watched it all go up in flames. She laughed watching his pictures burn Not quite as in love Not quite as in lust
Then she cried herself to sleep Missing the memories Falling into the black abyss Spiraling down deeper Falling in love with reminders.
And now shes spinning in the rain In her little white dress. Renewing her views. Undoing the damage. Such a black stained angel
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