The worst example of a golden heart:
Is sound asleep tonight
This time, only bed-sheets between her legs.
Pummel her spirit into the ground
Give her something to talk about
Shell make a hero out of anyone.
She made a Hero out of me
Yet, here I stand with no virtue
She loves the feel of the same hand thats trying to tear her down.
There is no Karma anymore
There is no weakening images
Its just me, alone at last.
A brief trip into the unknown
And now I want to leave this planet forever
Blow-out the blast off with your lips and Ill crash back.
When the dust settles,
Youll forever be:
The girl who jumped from the edge of the Earth
In your own time
Come back around
And make someone proud.