Don'T Let This End
End is where it just begins.
It's where Alice fell,
And her story began,
When she fell in.
The beginining is the end.
I thought you were my friend.
My bones aren't for you to bend.
This party isn't the one for me to attend.
But please,
Don't let this end.
I'm too secure,
To go back again.
Back to all,
The torture in,
My home,
My house,
My life.
Don't let this end.
Please don't send me back again.
Love isn't all that fun,
When you have to keep run,
Running away from yourself,
Running away from your life which is a living...
Dreamers can't dream themselves.
Dreams turn to nightmares.
Love turns to hate.
Hate doesn't turn into someone who cares.
But please,
Don't let this end.
I'm too secure,
To go back again.
Back to all,
The torture in,
My home,
My house,
My life.
Don't let this end.
Please don't send me back again.
You sent me back,
To a place of dread,
To a place that will get inside my head.
Confusion is inside of me.
And they won't even let me dream.
But please, (But please)
Don't let this end. (Don't let this end)
I'm too secure, (Insecure)
To go back again. (But please)
Back to all, (But please)
The torture in, (Don't let this end)
My home, (Take me away)
My house, (Take me away)
My life. (Please take me away)
Don't let this end. (Please don't)
Please don't send me back again. (Don't let this end)
Background singers,
Dreamers,
Believers,
Hate.
Copyright © Mackenzie Brooke | Year Posted 2012
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