|
torn
these stiches will not hold much longer
i can feel myself coming apart
tear me from limb to limb
just to see if i have a heart
expose the cotton that fills me up
what do you hope to realize
not what you thought it'd be
the image held in your own eyes
these words are a metaphor
these enigmas simple words cannot relate
summer and winter all the same
life is not worth having lived on hate
cold
take me to this
take me
so old
break me with a kiss
break me
wanting to numb
take me the the cold
let me callus
harden so i wont be torn
these words of yours cut through me
im butter
you're the knife
just like that
you could end my life
and for all i care you can
is this how its gonna be
this tension so thick
always between you and me
cold
take me to this
take me
so old
break me with a kiss
break me
wanting to numb
take me the the cold
let me callus
harden so i wont be torn
life is not worth living in the winter
may the coming summer melt the ice around your heart
before you finish ripping me apart
torn
home
the answer
will i die and keep crying
will i fly and keep falling
will i shine and keep shining
or will i fade and keep dying
will i know the answers before its too late
will i fall and drown in my very own lake
of fears that i have made
will i know before its too late
when im dead and still trying
to fall but still flying
the answer?
shine and keep shining
the anwser?
fall and keep falling
fly and keep flying
cry and keep crying
die and keep trying
the answer?
looking but hearing
hearing but seeing
seeing but touching
touching not fearing
the answer?
you know.
home
|
