"Heaven and Hell"
How the hell can someone so kind and pure establish a friendship with a washed up guy like me?
Well.. honestly, I kinda liked this girl. But I can't take the friendship to next level because of the constant thinking of me screwing up her life might be more of a burden that I can handle.
She is constanly being talked about or sometimes eyed by some of the most eligible "dudes" or "average joes" in the campus but whenever paranoia gets the best of me. I couldn't help but induce myself with the fumes of cancer sticks outside the convinience store.
So here comes the faceoff.
She's the sweetest thing that you'll ever see while I'm the worst nightmare you'll ever meet. She's up above while I'm down below. How can a devil love an angel? I guess I'll never really know.
- An exerpt from the chorus.
I have no fucking Idea what the hell i'm doing. But i'm sure none of this makes any sense.
