Who can show me how to live
'Cause I don't want to anymore
But I'm afraid to give what I have left
My life lived to pass on this
Who will take my hand
Who will show me how
Tell me it doesn't have to end
And that it will get better
When I've laid to rest
My haunted head
Clear the fog
And the resounding storms
That drive me under
And keep me there
So full, so full
I can't think straight
And my feelings are imposters
Playing games of hide and seek
And days like these they tire me
Leaving me counting the minutes
Until hours have passed
Loathsome and painstaking
In my face like mirrors
Reflecting what I don't want to see
Time, unrelenting
washing over me.
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