piątek, 3 czerwca 2016

‘’Nearly Repaired’’

Imagining the things that you always do.
Erasing the feelings which contains you.
Let me shit on everything.
You meant more than anything.

Overcoming this weird state.
Not turning into pure hate.
Tried so hard to be like them.
One more we must condemn.

I’ve choose to go away.
Turn my skies from red to grey.
Sit on the world debris.
And watch how it flows with piss.

Clean hurt overlooked pawn.
Fucked my way up to the core.
Tell me how to carry on!
Fucked my way up to the core.

The promises felt too heavy for you.
 Buried with the rest of me.
If I look at myself in the mirror I see a part of you.
 How good does it feel to be free?
Why all of this has to be true?
And now we stare amazed at the sea.

Buried with the rest of me.

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