Freeze Frame

Empathy - Dead By April Spit in my face Humiliate my dignity But I'm feeling great To me this is normality I try to think straight Is this really my worth? My heart gets in the way And it keeps saying it doesn't hurt Chaos Blaming myself For the thin

I could see it was a rough-cut Tuesday Slow-motion weekdays stare me down Her lipstick reflex got me wound There were no defects to be found Snapshot image froze without a sound Thursday morning was a hot flash-factor Her face still focused in my min

Does she walk? Does she talk? Does she come complete? My homeroom homeroom angel always pulled me from my seat She was pure like snowflakes, no one could ever stain The memory of my angel could never cause me pain Years go by, I'm looking through a g