Bitter Days - Old Wounds

Curse my name.

You wouldn’t be the first.

Can you feel the pressure?

Blinded by life’s vanity.

Your days are spent compulsively.

So tell me how does it feel to know that you’re second best at everything that

you do the worst.

Bitter days.

How can you justify when the life you live is the biggest lie.

Pain forever, and ever.

This is the end of everything you love.

(of everything.

That you love!)