I’m Full of lies, teary eyes, long sighs, kisses goodbye,
I’m Full of the night sky and the silence passing by.
I’m Full of self defense and nonsense, with the suspence and expence of every intense offense.
I’m Full of
because those are the things i do lack.
I’m Full of lucky charms harvesting a witty soul who doesnt give a darn,
i’m full of self harm whose unarmed.
I’m Full of myself, and self help to self wealth,
taking pride in oneself because saying we did it ourself doesnt make me feel well.
I’m Full of you, dragon tattoos, and shirts that are see through,
I’m Full of Jimmy Choos, but these things you knew and arent new.
I’m full of muffled cries, a sneaky disguise, but its no suprise.
I’m Full of Lies.
