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While some of us mourn, others fool themselves yet |
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I find myself drifting from honest dedication to vile desecration bitterness from an anonymous voice, my back has still not turned but |
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I'm so sick of fucking facing forward the air between us will never clear because these lungs have nothing left each failure hurts more than the last and although |
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I'm ready to be let down |
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I can't help but live in the past |
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I'm prepared for the worst, |
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I know this feeling well it wont be the first but each failure still hurts, it still hurts |
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I have always kept the truth hidden beneath angst ridden anguish but your presence only brings waves of depression the only way is to remove myself |
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I'm stepping out of this picture, my final frame each failure hurts more than the last and although |
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I'm ready to be let down, |
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I can't help but live in the past |
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I just want to live again, but its way passed the point of hope |
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I close my eyes but sleep never comes |
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I just want to get through the night without seeing the rising sun this feeling will forever haunt me despite how late after dark |
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I leave the lights on |
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I close my eyes but sleep never comes |
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I just want to get through the night without seeing the rising sun faced without closure, its only just begun |
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I just want to live again |
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I'm stepping out of this picture, my final frame |
