It’s over, I can’t turn it off That promise you broke You called me forever just one word And I hope you choke on it
Don’t cry if you don’t mean every tear Your pain is so fake Emotionally bruised and battered up You thought I would break, well
My falling vision obscured This thing is definatley cured My fear of falling That fear of falling
Here’s one in the eye for love Here’s one in the eye for you and love Here’s one in the eye for love This is a shot in the arm for you and love
Love
You said “could we be the best?” And I said “Alright” I’m sick of always being mature You started the fight - It’s all your fault
I’m still alive,number fucking five I’m still alive,number fucking five I’m still alive,number fucking five Number fucking five
I’m still having dreams…
I miss you so much. The medication is counter acting the feelings but it’ll never change the fact.
it was the strangest thing today
i saw new footprints in abandoned pathways
beneath forgotten undergrowth, something stirring again
you were a single red blood cell
but i lost you in this knot of capillaries
but you were bringing me oxygen when i needed it most in the…
smoke.
but you were always
as far as mongolia, as close as my clothes
your presence pervading, but it still never shows
as close as the answer i never quite know, or can’t quite remember
your distance insidious, as soft as a blow
your shadow is with me wherever i go
it’s on the tip of my tongue but still i never quite know, or can’t quite remember
can’t quite remember
the forced proximity of a million different mike leigh movies
makes me long for the fresh air of a familiar face
and not the violence of loneliness, nor the unease of surrounded seclusion
i keep nearly missing you around corners and in passing trains
as far as mongolia, as close as my clothes
your presence pervading, but it still never shows
as close as the answer i never quite know, or can’t quite remember
your distance insidious, as soft as a blow
your shadow is with me wherever i go
it’s on the tip of my tongue, it’s on the tip of my-
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
if i’d known
that you weren’t so far away
that you weren’t so far away
that you weren’t so far away
that you were never that far away
that you weren’t so far away
that you weren’t so far away
that you weren’t so far away
i could’ve rode this train smiling.
Those that walk into a room and say “here I am” and those that say “there you are”, guess which you are.
I won’t let you hurt me anymore.
You’re just another evil little x…
sell all my shit and die, i’ve spent all my life waiting for you (and i know that sounds clinch’e) but i have and now you hate me in every way, for some fucked up mind rytheme that you, yourself created.
Just saying.
I didn’t “Disappear”, this is the truth.