I'm not fucking blind to the way. That you talk around the truth. Not just what you say. But what you do. Played this tug of war way too fucking long.
Come warm your hands on hellfire and brimstone. Empty the pockets of the innocent victim. Bound by fear. . We misplace trust. In your voice. Inside these walls.
Trying to make a difference. But where the fuck did you go wrong?. Lying to all the names and faces. That have been there all along. . Related. . 18 Non-Traditional Yet Perfect Wedding Songs.
The years unfold in one moment. Voices that we heard so loud. Are now suddenly silenced inside this crowd. . You're surrounded by the lives. Of those who found something to hold.
All these days. I'll forever cherish. In the confines of my heart. The faces of ten years ago. Like fingerprints on my heart. How can I breathe when fear chokes my every breath?.
Spoken. It is, in the end, whatever the Hell I want it to be. And when I'm through with it, it's gonna blow a hole. This wide, straight through the worlds own idea of itself.
Fighting back the impulse. Turn my head and close my eyes. Spending these nights awake and cold and paralyzed. Wonder how we got this far and. Never realized the common thread that binds our lives.
Clip of dialogue from the film American Beauty. (Jane, he's a freak). (Well then so am I). (And we'll always be freaks and we'll never be like other people).
With your eyes. Glazed and half-smiling. Explain to me the details. Of your god-given right. . You point your finger. In my face but. You cant remember what you.
Is this the point where we give up?. Now is this the point where we give in?. Now is this the point where we turn ourselves in?. . Or is this the time to ask questions?.
Buried words. Under lights. Soundtrack to this stagnant life. This meaning lost in translation. Message sucked out of his hands again. . This could be my great awakening.
Gethsemane!. . It was the perfect night. Then you had to go and ruin it with a kiss now. I'm trapped inside here. The innocence we held once so carelessly.
In the face. Of change. That's when she turned to me and said. "I'm not sure anymore". . And there. Amidst the waves and the cloudless skies. That blanket the year before.
Wait. . I'm not listening to you now. I wasn't listening to you then. I know that nothing. Will be the same again. . There's only so much I can handle.
I never claimed to be something more than me. Your standards I refuse to see. I will answer only to myself. So why don't you police someone else. . The place I call home isn't there anymore.
So come test me, so come break me. So come on intoxicate me. With hands tied behind my back I fight. And wait for you to strike. . A new problem, we can't stop them.
Simply because you can breathe. Doesn't mean you're alive. Or that you really live. This life has taken its toll. And she just doesn't know how much more she can give.
Spoken. Are You Ready to Rock?. . Now's the time. To rearrange your life. Live for something. Outside of your own mind. We all dream. The same dream everynight.
Information kept to myself. And everybody wants to know. I trust the words of no one else. 'Cause I've been there before. Your voice is wasted 'cause I'm not listening.
Aside from the name that holds us together. Now, I think we'd fall apart. It's the years we'll pretend we've forgotten. That separate our hearts. . And I don't remember the way this was.