So now you want me to fix everything, but there’s so much and so little time to replace the things I’ve broken, ripped apart and thrown away, you can say that you don’t miss me, I think about you everyday.
So now you want me to fix everything, but there’s so much and so little time to replace the things I’ve broken, ripped apart and thrown away, you can say that you don’t miss me, I think about you everyday.
I’m not giving up, I’m just giving in.
What the hell is going on?
What you say? That you only meant well? Well of course you did.
What you say? That it’s all for the best? Of course it is.
What you say? That it’s just what we need? You decided this.
What you say? What did she say?
Last night I dreamt that they dropped a bomb,
Oh, the seas ran dry and the winds had calmed,
The sky scrapers fell and crumbled to dust,
And their skeletons of steel were covered in rust,
And everything I loved and feared,
Had, all at once, disappeared.
Colours were drained straight from the sky,
And nothing living had survived, Mountains were merely removed from the earth,
And silver and gold had lost all it’s worth,
And everything I loved and feared,
Had, all at once, disappeared.
And out of all these things I’ve done, I think I love you better now.
You took something perfect and painted it red.
No woman, no cry
I heard the church bells from afar,
But we found each other in the dark,
And when the smoke does finally pass,
We will rise above all the ash,
‘Cause we’re gonna live, we’re gonna live, we’re gonna live at last.
(via macen)
I don’t want to battle from beginning to end, I don’t want to cycle or recycle revenge, I don’t want to follow death and all of his friends
And I won’t die alone and be left there, well I guess I’ll just go home, oh god knows where… because death is just so full and man so small. I’m scared of what’s behind, and what’s before.
Alone…
Again…
I have no need for such things but to make you happy
It’s funny how the times that seem unbearable are the ones that you don’t ever want to end
Maybe I’m just living out the same old stories in and out, but you know that don’t make easier. Time will fly away with me if truth won’t stop and let me see, and tell me I am to believe that you and I should never be again.
