The paper is damp..the words blurred..coz its raining out here
Don’t wana go insides…so I just sat down and waited out here…
Here im not a prisoner to my own disappointments..here I was free…
Here nobody knew my name…so I wrote a final tale in my burning diary
When you cut yourself..yet the wounds disappear
So you force the scars to bleed out…and call out her
You tell her you love her…but words no longer make any sense
So I let the blood do the talking…my failures only she can cleanse
I wish I had never hurt you..never let those tears run down
Call it a blessing or a curse..you never see beyond the smile of a clown
I close all my windows..and I lock the wooden door
Let my screams not be drowned in this windy night…I deserve to be punished a lil bit more
So I hurt myself as I searched for the forgotten pain
As long as the guilt remains..just to know that im not insane
There is no refuge for me…there is no escape from this deserted lane
So I sat down and wrote this for you..so that you hate me a lil less when I hurt you again
as i look back in the broken mirrors i see those eyes
after every sorry you loved me a bit less...but still i had to apologize
this guilt sinks in..but the screams echo behind the veil..
if i could i would hold on to your ashes...you walked away without a trail
May be one day we will be able to hear over these screams
With nothing left behind listen to each others dreams…
Play the chords on a broken guitar
Wth so much left unsaid…let this silence echo beyond d stars
Don’t wana go insides…so I just sat down and waited out here…
Here im not a prisoner to my own disappointments..here I was free…
Here nobody knew my name…so I wrote a final tale in my burning diary
When you cut yourself..yet the wounds disappear
So you force the scars to bleed out…and call out her
You tell her you love her…but words no longer make any sense
So I let the blood do the talking…my failures only she can cleanse
I wish I had never hurt you..never let those tears run down
Call it a blessing or a curse..you never see beyond the smile of a clown
I close all my windows..and I lock the wooden door
Let my screams not be drowned in this windy night…I deserve to be punished a lil bit more
So I hurt myself as I searched for the forgotten pain
As long as the guilt remains..just to know that im not insane
There is no refuge for me…there is no escape from this deserted lane
So I sat down and wrote this for you..so that you hate me a lil less when I hurt you again
as i look back in the broken mirrors i see those eyes
after every sorry you loved me a bit less...but still i had to apologize
this guilt sinks in..but the screams echo behind the veil..
if i could i would hold on to your ashes...you walked away without a trail
May be one day we will be able to hear over these screams
With nothing left behind listen to each others dreams…
Play the chords on a broken guitar
Wth so much left unsaid…let this silence echo beyond d stars
:)
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