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Post by Amanda Nathan on Jan 11, 2011 20:03:56 GMT -5
Somethings will never change Woke up this morning to the sound of pouring rain Stuck in this state of mind Wondering if I'm the only person with these things in mind
Stuck lost, but not sure what I'm trying to find Look in the mirror Bare feet on the cold, cold floor At the end of the day I can't say I feel no more
Tired of stepping up to get knocked down Tired of saying what I said before Is stupid standing for what I'm standing for Too trusting to caring, What start this war?
Clock counts down to the end of the day Still sitting asking what do I say? So nervous Calm on the surface
Ready and willing Self-sacrifice Can't get out of this tomb of lies Still stuck in one train of thought
Loneliness unknown Forgotten, blown Lazy, tired, the bird has flown Got to step up, best to lay down
Tired of wearing this frown Tired of head hung low the the ground Sick of smoking this cigarette Sick of the feelings of regret
Deep dark secret Forcing it's way out Bullets flying People Dying
So what do I say at the end of the day? Mumbling and stumbling for all to replay Debts so far behind time to repay The music stops
Smile, laugh of the full-heart Stand tall Refuse to fall But I'm only human
Trying to find the truth Maybe what I was looking for is only you
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Post by Seth The B& on Jan 11, 2011 20:27:34 GMT -5
I love it, i love it
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