Hungreed

A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up, the fork in the road Bye bye see you later I don't have time for intellectual females Who talk about perot, dukakis and nader No more of you sticking your flamingo body into a pigeon hole No more of you singing to independent music cause it makes you feel Original No more of you telling me I can't touch your hips cause you think you're Fat No more of your lips touching me, but I might mind that I'm sick of your friends And those tim burton independent music, movie discussions And how your valley girlfriends Would try to act musically inclined around me by cussing Telling how smart you thought I was when you would listen to my dumb rap You were everything you complained about If I would of hit you Like all of your other friends you would of come back (I wrote that a couple of days ago, it went something like that And it's like that) A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up it's eating me up A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up, the fork in the road It's eating me up, the fork in the road I knew something was wrong You were looking thinner everyday I knew something was wrong Asked to go to dinner, you said, no that's okay I thought you were beautiful But I guess we both saw a different person You would talk me through your problems While you were secretly purging Thanks for showing me that donnie darko flick And thanks for sucking my Problems out of my mind and listening to me bitch Moan and complain When I'd start freaking out, you never questioned if I was sane Others thought I was crazy You told me if music was gonig to stress me out this bad Then I should take a break While you were skipping three meals a day Looking in the mirror and seeing hate I guess you thought, you could'nttalk To anyone because they could'ntrelate You handed me a bouquet of lies with a note enclosed Telling me your gonna die Never an explanation or a reason Never a good bye just I'm leaving A transparent silloutte has no home I guess grandma death was right All creatures do die alone A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up, the fork in the road It's eating me up, the fork in the road It's eating me up [x2] Cutting yourself was your next step You were mad because your dillema I guessed it Told me you hated me You called me back and said you didn't mean it If words were nothing I would write you twenty one haikus and eleven Sonnets It's like the camera's the sun and gods bilemic Mirrors are ears and they hear your screams These walls are speechless Silent of what they've seen A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up, the fork in the road [x2] (Not my problem, sorry for trying to solve them [x3] I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry) A frequently walked path is quick to erode It's eating me up, till I'm full It's eating me up