Filtered Loveghostly white mistressdancing in the aircoursing blood and worriesfreeing without caredizziness and worryleft to dissapatewhen carbon laced worriesleave the sense of fatecraving little mistressshe nags at your skinbeing with her phantomsupposedly a sinsmokey little tasteshes drifting off againburn her out and breathmy enchanting silky friend
Like Painted TrustI feel like your just using meTo say yes is just losing me,and my hourglass is ticking in.I feel like your just using meTo say yes is just losing me,and my scars, they're getting thin.and the sky,she's crying...and I,don't want to trust you.I feel like your just using me,I say yes and I'm losing me,and my hourglass is ticking in.I feel like your just using me,I say yes and I'm losing me,and my scars they're getting thin.and the sky,she's bleeding...and I,still trust you.I feel like I'm just using me,I say yes and I'm losing me,and my hourglass, it's ticking gone.I feel like I'm just using me,I say yes and I'm losing me,and my scarrs they're getting so thin.and the sky,she's dying...and I,I'm losing my mind.I feel like I am giving up,my sky is gone I'm closing up,and I am just withering away.I feel like you have given up,the sky is gone you're closing up,and my heart wonders why you stray.and the sky,she's fading...and I,I'm losing my color.
Amnesia and Forget-me-notsIf I gave you my heartYou'd pretend it was yoursIf I gave you my timeYou'd speed up the handsIf I told you "I love you"You'd never say it backIf I said I care too muchYou'd care too littleIf I told you of my painYou'd make it worseIf I told you how your on my mindYou'd never think of me againYou'd whisper sweet nothingsPut emphasis on the latterYou'd tell me I'm yourswhile giving me awayYou'd hold my handbefore you shoot meIf I told you it hurtsYou'd laugh at my painIf I told you I'm brokenYou'd make me irrepairableYou'd make your way through my wallsJust to tear them down foreverYou'd make me vunerable to youthen laugh when it's to everyoneYou'd steal my heart swiftlythen become repulsed and give it backYou'd tell me I'm your everythingThen remind me that I'm nothingI'd whisper not a wordeven though I'm dying insideI'll shreik when no ones lookingeven though I know you did thisI can't tell anyonethe truth of what I've donebecause in the midst of you
The Grand PlayThe actor frowns but does not cry.She mocks her words, no hint of lies.She stands on stage playing a part,but perhaps this role's taken to heart.She whispers pain from someones past,but the scene becomes real too fast.The audience is silent, hushed in awe--unaware of the unwritten law,of feelings left to long to dwell,and upon a stage realization fell.The actor no longer miming a dream,but to untrained eyes there's nothing unseen.The director peers behind velvet wings,allowing the stage to be free of strings.Act one is fluttering into a halt,when sorrow filled words are filled with salt--and betrayal is laced in the other's lines,but the familiar hurt still tingles spines,and "Doth thou see what thou hast done?"her partner whispers to his 'son'.But when he sings the next pained words,no longer in heather with lonely birds.the actor blanks the next confessions,and the director aches to give more lessons,and the eerie silence ebbs her still,until she soothes this
Choking On Lyricsvoices wrapped in cellophane(still breathing)suffocating breathless strain(still seeing)breathing just below the surface(still feeling)bleeding out these poisoned verses(still choking)words of yesterday chained within(still tasting)raw and honest beneath the skin(still hearing)tugging strings on wounded hearts(still screaming)whisper out the broken parts(my mind is reeling)paranoia's tainting visionto find the chorus make a clean incision...Im suffocating on these wordsthat more or less remain unheardIm choking down and breathing outthe melodies of all my doubt..ebbing closer to the truth...My mind..(my mind)it's inching closer but i just cant find(cant find)whatever reason I'm just wasting time(more time)This voiced is pained but its just not right(it's not mine)..double take because that face isnt mine..Im suffocating on these wordsthat more or less remain unheardIm choking down and breathing outthe melodies of all my doubt..trace the cracks like tr
Mindless NumbingThere is a fracturesplintering slowlyshattering glassripping stitched woundstouchy subjectsare breaking glass bottleschoking down tearsand bleeding those woundswith empty veinsand when the dam breaksthe water is goneand i am numb.and feeling deadand i sit here and thinkwhats wrong with me?i've no words to be saidand im graspingso desperatelyat the burning painhoping to break itshatter itfree itand when i feel itpain swelterscausing tear flowand pulling up wallsthe tears slow,trickle to stopemotionless silencebreaking into painthat cant be felta defense mechanismthats killing me slowlyripping up woundsrefusing to be sane.
Not Ok.For some reasonI am sitting herestaring blanklyat this screenand trying to figure outwhy exactlyI can't figure outwhats going on? I'mwondering whatI am thinking and whyI cant seem to justfeel like everythingisn't as bad asI feel it isthat maybe I'm Still Not feelin
To the SlaughterLike a lamb upon this pathnever heard what shallow wrathcame upon this mental warleaving muscles strained and sorenever dared to speak a wordas we trudged through the unheardClosing in on dusting dawnbroken limbs on joyless fawnsWhispers empty on the groundmarble echoes all aroundclosing in unto this hallclutching closely to the wallnever had we ever seenwhat a tragic fate of dreamsent to hell and back and backclosing in, denied to crack.Fingers clutching sacred tomesHiding under broken homesLying empty in my fearMy own screaming, I can't heargrind your teeth and keep it cleandenial refuses all I've seenlying in a broken shellLambs are crying in my hellInnocence a blissful lienever listen to my crynever see what he has donenever see my father's sonDeny to feel the empty holesPitching change for his tollsClutching hollow to this pillowweeping like a dying willowBlacking out all that I've seenscreaming,screaming, it's a dreamtelling nothings, little lies