Eyes have sunken in, consistent with tiredness and tears
Solely laced with question within my tender fears.
They burn in salt and delightfully release
The drips of my soul that sadly decrease.
The life of me unstable, there are ups and downs
Can't wait to rid myself of fucking Bubble Town.
The place for superficial and material deceit
I stay any longer and I fall from my feet.
I have no fucking clue as for solutions
Nobody helps and stares in delusion.
Why is nobody as they should like to be?
Forgiving and accepting within their defeats?
Stubborn and careless without a fucking clue
But I can't stay angry at you and you.
I climb over hills for No Man's Land
Neutral, without emotion for me to sub stand.
I hate the fucking feeling, to you I'll confess
Not being able to be mad or happy in this mess
I want so much to put you in your place
Because you only care about saving fucking face.
I know sole heartedly I must ride above
I cannot take place in 'the push comes to shove'.
I know there's a heart and soul content with good
But you've plagued the surface like you stood
Smiling at Satan and turning your back on all sane
Like life is absent-minded and my heart is a game.
I don't know if you feel like you've won
But you're left empty-hearted and your prize is none.
I hope you're enjoying sadistic indulgence
And decide selectively on your specific involvement.
Because Judgment Day comes and you smile at God
Angelically lying to the high like a fraud.
You'll see me on the hills with the dead on one side
Black flowers, dead branches, no rules to abide
Of life, where the other side, full of sunlight
I stand with half and half and my feelings fight.
I want to hate you, I want to hit you.
I want to love you, I want to say sorry.
I know I have nothing to apologize for
Never will my knees hit the floor.
I know I want to smile and say it's alright
Where my soul will brighten and take flight.
Out of my feelings two blend and commerce to one
My commitment to the action is nothing called fun.
You don't deserve my apologies, nor do you deserve hate
Because they're not my decisions to like or make.
You make many, but I make due without
And smile even though I wish to say get out
Of my life and my fears and my hopes and dreams
Because you mean what you say, but never say what you mean.
Just for the record, I'm not okay.
Solely laced with question within my tender fears.
They burn in salt and delightfully release
The drips of my soul that sadly decrease.
The life of me unstable, there are ups and downs
Can't wait to rid myself of fucking Bubble Town.
The place for superficial and material deceit
I stay any longer and I fall from my feet.
I have no fucking clue as for solutions
Nobody helps and stares in delusion.
Why is nobody as they should like to be?
Forgiving and accepting within their defeats?
Stubborn and careless without a fucking clue
But I can't stay angry at you and you.
I climb over hills for No Man's Land
Neutral, without emotion for me to sub stand.
I hate the fucking feeling, to you I'll confess
Not being able to be mad or happy in this mess
I want so much to put you in your place
Because you only care about saving fucking face.
I know sole heartedly I must ride above
I cannot take place in 'the push comes to shove'.
I know there's a heart and soul content with good
But you've plagued the surface like you stood
Smiling at Satan and turning your back on all sane
Like life is absent-minded and my heart is a game.
I don't know if you feel like you've won
But you're left empty-hearted and your prize is none.
I hope you're enjoying sadistic indulgence
And decide selectively on your specific involvement.
Because Judgment Day comes and you smile at God
Angelically lying to the high like a fraud.
You'll see me on the hills with the dead on one side
Black flowers, dead branches, no rules to abide
Of life, where the other side, full of sunlight
I stand with half and half and my feelings fight.
I want to hate you, I want to hit you.
I want to love you, I want to say sorry.
I know I have nothing to apologize for
Never will my knees hit the floor.
I know I want to smile and say it's alright
Where my soul will brighten and take flight.
Out of my feelings two blend and commerce to one
My commitment to the action is nothing called fun.
You don't deserve my apologies, nor do you deserve hate
Because they're not my decisions to like or make.
You make many, but I make due without
And smile even though I wish to say get out
Of my life and my fears and my hopes and dreams
Because you mean what you say, but never say what you mean.
Just for the record, I'm not okay.
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