Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilised. Just take a look at the whites of my eyes. See me now and I will apologise. For me for you we knew they were lies. It makes me angry ashamed but really alive. It may have worked but at what price. What's the point in always looking back. When all you see is more and more junk. It was no surface but all feeling. Maybe at the time it felt like dreaming. Maybe richer maybe wiser. Seems so easy to not go too far. Beg me to stop hate my face I know. Tell me forever just to go. Just one thing before I get to sleep. Nothing here but the stains on my teeth. No not blood just liquid from you. I only wish it was the truth. Feel the guilt of a sinner feel the cold of a winter. It was no surface but all feeling. Maybe at the time it felt like dreaming.