When you are so tired of just watching the person you used to know and love turn into a different type of person so much that you decided to search it up in urban dictionary. Or....maybe this is who they’ve been the whole time they just kept it hidden from you the whole time to keep you from leaving. That’s why you haven’t left huh......
Standing here I realize
You are just like me
Trying to make history
But who's to judge
The right from wrong
When our guard is down
I think we'll both agree
That violence breeds violence
But in the end it has to be this way
I've carved my own path
You followed your wrath
But maybe we're both the same
The world has turned
And so many have burned
But nobody is to blame
Yet staring across this barren wasted land
I feel new life will be born
Beneath the blood stained sand
Beneath the blood stained sand