Sonntag, 24. Juli 2011

I repine

I hate to be an emo who's depressed
some sucker love, some child that is obsessed
with loneliness, with hopes, with fears and dreams
I walk this road of bricks to break my schemes

I hate to feel the luck inside my hand
I try to bring it home, but it's just sand
and ev'ry grain just trickles to the ground
another cat's gold treasue that I found

I hate myself for ev'ry smile I fake
for ev'ry tear I hide and lapse I make
and ev'ry bridge I build becomes a wall
I try to run but stumble, get stuck, fall

I feel the cold like needles on my skin
this life is like a game I cannot win
and ev'rything that happens may be fate
if so then it's just destiny I hate

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