Can today be the day that I finally fall apart?
Can you see me set the lines that I'm ready to start,
Can you see the day get stained and filled with no,
oh no, no hopes of tomorrow.
I've endured the life of a whore and martyr,
but to no avail I was never one,
Everyone just keeps putting me to shame,
Can you even remember my name?
It wasn't what anything seemed and yet the world the life I've lived had lost its gleam,
These dirty times filled with plague,
Upon your lips I have stayed,
And with the flick of your wrist,
I've been thrown to the bottom laced with ticks.
Could you bother with a peaceful goodbye,
one to show that you're not like the other guys,
Can you tell why for so long you've stayed and this life we lived you have strayed?
Call me softly one last time,
and stop from letting out your mouth any lies,
Truth may seem so far long gone,
to think you were the one for my song.
Can today be the day I finally fall apart?
Can you see the lines that have been made,
Here in this tomb called Life I have been laid.
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