4/12/2005
One last double-feature.
i hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
i focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but i remember everything what have i become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end you could have it all
my empire of dirt
i will let you down
i will make you hurt i wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
i cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
i am still right here if i could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay
were laid spread out before me as her body once did
all five horizons revolved around her soul
as the earth to the sun
now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn ooh, and all I taught her was everything
ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore
and now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds
of what was everything?
oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... i take a walk outside
i'm surrounded by some kids at play
i can feel their laughter, so why do I sear oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
i'm spinning, oh, i'm spinning
how quick the sun can, drop away
and now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
of what was everything?
all the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
all the love gone bad turned my world to black
tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah... i know someday you'll have a beautiful life
i know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky, but why
why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine
postado por Jiguryo @ 23:31 [Mais!]
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