I don't know what's worth fighting forOr why I have to screamI don't know why I instigateAnd say what I don't meanI don't know how I got this wayI know it's not alrightSo I'mBreaking the habitI'm breaking the habitTonight ♥
 
  
Chop Suey x.x
Wake up 
Grab a brush and put a little 
Grab a brush and put a little 
Hide the scars to fade away the 
Hide the scars to fade away the 
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? 
Here you go create another fable 
You wanted to 
Grab a brush and put a little makeup 
You wanted to 
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup 
You wanted to 
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? 
You wanted to 
I don't think you trust 
In, my, self righteous suicide 
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, DIE 
Wake up 
Grab a brush and put a little 
Grab a brush and put a little 
Hide the scars to fade away the 
Hide the scars to fade away the 
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? 
Here you go create another fable 
You wanted to 
Grab a brush and put a little makeup 
You wanted to 
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup 
You wanted to 
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? 
You wanted to 
I don't think you trust 
In, my, self righteous suicide 
I, cry, when angels deserve to die 
In, my, self righteous suicide 
I, cry, when angels deserve to die 
Father, father, father, father 
Father into your hands, I commend my spirit 
Father into your hands 
why have you forsaken me 
In your eyes forsaken me 
In your thoughts forsaken me 
In your heart forsaken, me oh 
Trust in my self righteous suicide 
I, cry, when angels deserve to die 
In my self righteous suicide 
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
 
 
 

Quisiera ser feliz en una realidad distinta,Lejos de la que estoy, apartado de todo el mal
 que quiera hacerme daño y no estarás
en mi lado del cristal. Veo un cielo nítido
con lágrimas en mis ojos. Veo borroso, las nubes
me tapan el sol y en mi enojo esta tu imagen,
 grabada en mi corazón, en el fondo sigue latiendo
 solo por obligación. Sigo pensando en un tal vez,
en un quizá, en si un te quiero tuyo era sincero de
 verdad. Atrás se queda el pasado y yo me quedo
con el, atrapado entre una imagen plasmada en
otro papel.