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then let me down
got too hopeful
i am the clown
thrown the dice
a few to many times
sitting here wondering
what next, so perplexed
why did i do that
why do i still do this
when does an obsession become and affliction
where did having a good time become an addiction
picking up pieces and tryna move on
dont believe in tomorrow but gotta keep on
Quitting is easy but it aint fun
Even though im washed up and laid out
gotta shout for sunshine to sing a different song
Misery has always been a friend of mine
we chose to be friends it's all pretend
moments of clarity screaming for change
how are you doing buddy, it's a dead end.
so i decided to do something better
my old wasp in water
you sink i swim
flyslaughter
I realised you could swim but dont care
drowning in your own lack of hope
couldnt say goodbye so unfair
sorry i ever met you because i changed
chose to follow a dream not your dispair
moving on now, not my fault your deranged
i used to feel sorry but no, its fair.
Virtual terror,
it's practically true,
i expained it a thousand times
and it nearly got through, duality of man
try to think outside of multiplicity,
found a love so pure
it couldnt be refined
from the first taste
i left the others behind.
Edited by twis, 02 September 2011 - 08:06 PM.
