• im dieing in my own skin
    im loseing control
    so i'll fake my grin
    so far im on a roll

    hugs and kisses
    are like bullets and bombs
    so far noone wants to listen
    this storm has no calm

    my tears are no more
    your grave is part of mine
    i'll listen to the rain pour
    just waiting for my time

    hugs and kisses
    are like bullets and bombs
    so far noone wants to listen
    this storm has no calm

    christmas isnt the same
    birthdays lost they're meanings
    my hate is like a lion untamed
    the shattered heart that im cleaning

    hugs and kisses
    are like bullets and bombs
    so far noone wants to listen
    this storm has no calm

    im dieing in my own skin
    im loseing control
    so i'll fake my grin
    so far im on a roll