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If I gave you pretty enough words. Could you paint a picture of us that works. An emphasis on function rather than design. Aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back? And blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while.. Aren't you tired of being weak?
Such rage that you could scream. All the stars right out of the sky, And destroy the prettiest starry night. every evening that I die. I am exhumed just a little less human and a lot more bitter and cold. So much more bitter and cold...
After all these images of pain, have cut right thru you, I will kiss every scar, and weep you are not alone. Then I'll show you that place in my chest where my heart still tries to beat. Live ,love, burn, die! Blow the last candle out. Let the wax harden. I wish I could stop crying. And I wish that someone still loved me. Just breathe and focus. How can I when the air is so cold and empty, That my lungs froze right in my chest. I'll be honest the silver linings are getting harder and harder to manufacture, And the smiles are so difficult to fake. What do I have to do, or who do I have to kill, to get what I want. What I need? Happiness is an emotion I was born to this world without nothing pleases me. And I can never be satiated. Through this toil I will breed my own distress and destroy my best hopes, Fuck up the only things that I love. I watched my aspirations crashing to the ground, on the backs of the angels that I've slain. But I meant so well, I tried so hard, gave everyting in my soul, to what end?
Desolation, desire, exhale, pass away. I've felt the hate rise up in me. Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves. I wander out where you can't see. Inside my shell, I wait and bleed. Goodbye!
I wipe it off on tile, the light is brighter this time, Everything is 3D blasphemy. My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up, This is not the way I pictured me. I CAN'T CONTROL MY SHAKES! How the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong. I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this, Is it a dream or a memory? GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS! Why I didn't I see this?
I'm a victim - Manchurian Candidate, I HAVE SINNED BY JUST Makin' my mind up and takin' your breath away. You haven't learned a thing, I haven't changed a thing, My flesh was in my bones, The pain was always free!