A victim of your own tribulations,. Boredom and superiority,. But don't ask me, I've got my reservations.. A self-inflicted dose of pain and sorrow,. Just like I should be writing poetry,.
Better to be ready if you rattle my cage,. Oh I should loosen up some, baby I know.. But I get angrier with age,. Better to be ready if you rattle my cage..
Break me on the thirty-seventh hour. Tout me, doubt me, show me all of your power. I will watch you rise on my back from the ground. Friend or foe?. I don't know.
Oh, you can't hold a gun to my head. No, you can't hold a gun to my head. Because baby, I would just refuse. Baby, I would just refuse. . All in vain, all in vain.
It's only been a year. But it feels like a lifetime here. How's it been for you?. Does it feel like a lifetime too?. What would you do now in light of it all?.
You have been struggling to see actuality. Actually, it doesn't surprise me. And you wear....frozen to the core. I'm not wearing anything awful. . But you are pulling the world over, wouldn't you rather know.
serve an ultimatum on a silver platter. i was on a plate but it doesn't matter. you can cut the chord on me but i got plenty. and hindsight sees in 20/20.
Oh don't be unkind. I'm trying to listen to you. I thought that you wanted me too. But it's kind of difficult to do. . Hey don't know it though. We're at the end of the line.
The comfort of the shadow dance. With a purpose, so demeaning. When the chains feel like a little kiss. And we stop and click on the execution. . Why we ever ask for something.
Selfish repulsive uniform. I march in line to the drums of the corps. Regurgitated. Disgusted am I just a brick in the wall. . With courage naked to the veil.
Maybe I was asleep and dreaming while you sat alone. Love, I never sleep: was in the front seat of the bus watching the road. Never the right time to say something or let it go.
I go fine without a reason or a purpose for. Ever enough time as the apathy's my self-control. Price tag believe in. I could've been bold. I could've been anything.
River silenced every note. Big shot courage, never known. Divorced from the world. Sinking back into the loam. . Petals wilted. Hear the cries. Whispered into ears of stone.
Open the gates. I'm early. Ready the sages worthy. Fraught from the cave. Sick from the charade. . Stumbled from cave to the mountain. Left my hangover in the river.
I dream the same thing over again. The flames of afterlife. Arms folded as I bow my head. Below the face in the sky. My Imagination, bodies back from the dead.
On a ruinous wall I came upon a poster. dating from the previous year. and announcing that 'six handsome bulls' would be killed. in the area on such and such a date..
(Death is... I tell you. I don't care how many screams you. hear, I don't care how many anguished cries. Death is a million times preferable to ten more days of this life.
How you slowed my tongue. Beautifier. See my own reflection. In the flower. . Read a part but I skipped right to the end. To make you feel better. If our time's a tome.
In climbing up. I'm not surprised by where I've come. Odysseus surrenders. . Eyes wide for the gun. The cave, the canyon, on my own. Crusade refined defender.
It's never enough. You know. The space you crowd feels bigger. Apart from the things you won't show. . Stay'd stuck in a pose. You're posin'. Ya baby.