Don't wanna hear about New York.. Don't care who got the big money.. I don't walk towards the light.. I don't count my blessings.. Can't accept my plot in life..
This is nothing original, identifiable. Just familiarity to tap your toes to. The soundtrack to wake up something inside of you. You never knew existed.
And I'll speak for them. The untimely, the tragic, the should have beens. For our loved ones to hear and our fallen friends. Don't choke up, be eloquent.
No need to worry the kids. She kept her lips sealed. Until the test results came in. A mother's burden, that's all. . My dear, you probably should have called.
Unnatural skies drift away calmly. Behind the trees right before my eyes. After that it gets dark rather quickly. . This changing of the weather brings a lack of hope.
I hope this feeling never goes away. Never sleep at night, drift in and out all day. Try and get the best of me, living life this way. . You gotta push yourself today.
When I start thinking, this is only a lust. I must confess I'd be better on my own. Then I start thinking this is really love. And I confess I can't do this alone.
No one should have to live in shame. It's this absurdity that clouds your mind. And pushes you away. . What lies upon the altar?. Statues and hypocrites keep you in line.