night fades into the brightest hour
its always my worst
i wish i'd forget all the dreams i have
but i'll never wish to not dream at all
to not dream at all
and i wish i could drop everything like a bomb
but there'd be no survivors left
to impose sympathy on me and
i'll hold my tongue again
i cant defend anything i believe in
and i'll hold my tongue once again
sumtimes i get a grip
but right away i want to lose it
i dont know why but i'm guess its cuz i
try so hard to be sumthing i'm not
i'm just so bland by myself
but i'm learning that that is ok
i'm learning how to not be ashamed
i'll shred the blame like every letter
written on this paper
i'll hold my tongue again
i cant defend anything i believe in
and i'll hold my tongue once again
and i know you're better
i'm fighting my insides everyday
im getting worse but u dont notice
i'm living a lie and i'm loving it,
i'm tricking myself without even knowing
i lie so well, i dont even know what my true self is anymore
night fades into the brightest hour
its always my worst
Saturday, September 1, 2007
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