| I hate when it hurts to be me ...58...59....60 a new minute starts and it hurts again 3...2...1... there go all my friends I can't even think right now I hate this feeling but you're better off gone No one can help a dead mans sing along. It's hollow and empty so I don't know why you want it it even has her name carved on it Just throw it out and find another and make sure she finds a better brother and make sure she finds a better son and make sure he rots in hell his dna was worthless He passed it down to me I'll make sure I chop down this ugly fucking tree.
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| This goodbye took two years to write so pay attention. "Goodbye"
You came back to see if I was still me Myself, my mind, my personality My soul was consumed and I ate the key The apple that flew far away from the tree The ship that set sail swallowed up by the sea The star gazing kid who defies gravity The insomniac afraid of his dreams The homeless heart who owns all unclaimed property The heathen himself proclaimed deity So yes my love I am still me.
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| ( I wrote this with the intention of it being a folk song or atleast sounding like one)
I haven't left the house in days I'm scared of the sun of my memories Find me a compass Or just point me out North With my past at my back I can't do much worse I curse my own blood and all my relatives and the one that I love Oh am I still a kid?
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| I'd kill so she never knew The pain the world put me through Megan you mean everything to me I'd smile through bloody teeth If it meant you'd be happy I would carry the weight of the world for you to be the happiest girl and I would bring the heavens down if you swore to me you'd never frown. But I know I can't protect you from everything but I'll always be your brother So know while I drink, you're the reason I think that this heart won't stop beating.
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| I've dabbled in disease and romantic philosophy Such as love through poverty and abstinence from adultery. If money makes the world go round Then love will burn this old town down. And the birds will scream "Head South!, Head South!" If only to escape my filthy lovers mouth. Sailors beg for my silence I drink, I stand defiant. If only to make sure I stand alone. You lusters claim to read my thoughts Yet flew away with the flock Screaming "Head South!,Head South!" I'll die alone in the north The frozen barren what love is worth.
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