Drip Drop, Drip Drop,
I can hear his tears Hitting the Floor,
A pag-ibig that was once strong,
Has Fallen apart,Has been Ripped apart from its Core,
I knew this relationship wouldn't last long,
But for a moment, i thought that i still had pag-ibig for him in store,
but i was wrong,Maybe im just somewhat of a hoare
i picked up his heart,and tore,
now hes suffering, he feels so torn,
now i dont know what to do,
is it time for us to go
Ive torn someone in two and dont know what to do
Would you know what to do,
would you know what to say,
would you know how hed feel,
would you see how hes sad,
would you understand his pain,
and let the tears rain,
does what you do fix things
or make them worse,
for the better or for the worst,
this pag-ibig must have been cursed
I can hear his tears Hitting the Floor,
A pag-ibig that was once strong,
Has Fallen apart,Has been Ripped apart from its Core,
I knew this relationship wouldn't last long,
But for a moment, i thought that i still had pag-ibig for him in store,
but i was wrong,Maybe im just somewhat of a hoare
i picked up his heart,and tore,
now hes suffering, he feels so torn,
now i dont know what to do,
is it time for us to go
Ive torn someone in two and dont know what to do
Would you know what to do,
would you know what to say,
would you know how hed feel,
would you see how hes sad,
would you understand his pain,
and let the tears rain,
does what you do fix things
or make them worse,
for the better or for the worst,
this pag-ibig must have been cursed
Quietly, he waits. She laughs. He feels no trace of doubt. At the strike of the clock, he shoots. She falls. Her blood blossoms on her forehead like a blood red rose. His revenge is complete. He stalks away....
Yes, I am insane.
What about you?
Yes, I'm insane.
Aren't you, too?
Yes, I have issues.
Don't you?
No, I'm not stupid.
Because, yes, you are, too.
No, I'm not an idiot.
Because that's who you are.
You are retarded.
I really hate you.
Yes, I'm insane.
And you are, too.
Yes, I am insane.
What about you?
Yes, I'm insane.
Aren't you, too?
Yes, I have issues.
Don't you?
No, I'm not stupid.
Because, yes, you are, too.
No, I'm not an idiot.
Because that's who you are.
You are retarded.
I really hate you.
Yes, I'm insane.
And you are, too.
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.
If I could have just One Wish
If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your puso beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.
He longs to just just wring her neck, to make her stop breathing. His hands form a fist, wishing her neck was there. He watches her without a care in the world. pagganap stupid and ignorant. He wants the satisfaction that only her death will bring. He imagines her dead and laughs insanely. His phyco smile matches his insane personality.
They don't know anything. She's alone. All on her own. She hates that she suffers alone. She wants them suffer, to hear their screams of pain. But like everything else, it's useles. She can't do anything about it. She's alone to cry, scream, and moan. No one to comfort or hold her. She sucks it up and faces the world. Alone.
They don't know anything. She's alone. All on her own. She hates that she suffers alone. She wants them suffer, to hear their screams of pain. But like everything else, it's useles. She can't do anything about it. She's alone to cry, scream, and moan. No one to comfort or hold her. She sucks it up and faces the world. Alone.
when pag-ibig dies
pag-ibig is the cause of innocent cries,
As when pag-ibig dies,
pag-ibig becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the pag-ibig they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A pag-ibig that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their pag-ibig to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
Or is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
Or were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When pag-ibig dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when pag-ibig dies,
We fall apart inside
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pag-ibig is the cause of innocent cries,
As when pag-ibig dies,
pag-ibig becomes a lie,
The death of their love,
They mourn,
As their hearts are torn,
Broken hearts drift apart,
As they reminisce on the past,
Of the pag-ibig they hoped would last,
Tears rot into the ground,
As they mourn what they had found;
A pag-ibig that made them feel sound,
Their only hope if for their pag-ibig to unfold,
As without eachother their hearts are cold,
Their only comfort; someone to hold,
Their hopes crushed,
for eachother they no longer lust,
As in eachother they no longer trust,
A thought keeping them awake;
For eachother, should they wait?
Or is it already too late?
Can they ever find another,
Or were they made for eachother?
Can they withstand not being together?
[ Because]
When pag-ibig dies,
Everything turns to lies,
Because when pag-ibig dies,
We fall apart inside
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