It's getting dark just right now,
i'll take those pictures off the wall,
Wait patiently for the bad fall,
deal with what's hurting me effectively
Grew up weaker than i ever thought i could be
Swinging my fists at life,
Where did they go, those butterflies all around me?
Everything sweet turns bitter,
Everything clear turns into a blur,
Little girls are not so little anymore,
And friends will never be the same as they were before
I could almost blame it all on the weather
I'll just blame it all on the weather
This vicious circle is turning me upside down,
This game of hide and seek makes me so hard to find,
15 hours a day laying in bed,
The rest spent trying to fix the broken thoughts in my head.
Anxious touching, anxious feelings,
Useless advices, be young and start smiling
mardi 30 juin 2009
you should know
I keep you up night after night without any justified reason,
You say i'm allowed to feel that way,
how am i allowed to make this pain last that long,
One day i'll wake up and you'll be gone
Oh it won't be no surprise,
No it won't be no surprise, to me
Because everyday i make it harder,
Just like every night; 'here's the door',
Staring at all your letters, staring at all your flowers-
You bring it all back tonight,
the clouds in my head, flying back and forth,
from right to wrong,
from screams to songs,
You bring it all back tonight,
those clouds in my head,
those thoughts and the lines of your face,
going from so alive to so much pain
so special to plain,
so perfect to vain.
You say i'm allowed to feel that way,
how am i allowed to make this pain last that long,
One day i'll wake up and you'll be gone
Oh it won't be no surprise,
No it won't be no surprise, to me
Because everyday i make it harder,
Just like every night; 'here's the door',
Staring at all your letters, staring at all your flowers-
You bring it all back tonight,
the clouds in my head, flying back and forth,
from right to wrong,
from screams to songs,
You bring it all back tonight,
those clouds in my head,
those thoughts and the lines of your face,
going from so alive to so much pain
so special to plain,
so perfect to vain.
mardi 23 juin 2009
samedi 20 juin 2009
virgin suicide
Adjust the crown that's on my head,
the music plays as we lay in the wet field but it slowly fades,
I know you're leaving as my eyes are closing
it's nothing that i've never guessed,
no act that i've never seen.
See my dress doesn't look half as good in the daylight,
i'm waking up, you're packing light.
And this will make me burn all my records,
on the rainy day after the storm,
this will make me burn all my records, all my records
all those wrong lines, all those wrong chords.
the music plays as we lay in the wet field but it slowly fades,
I know you're leaving as my eyes are closing
it's nothing that i've never guessed,
no act that i've never seen.
See my dress doesn't look half as good in the daylight,
i'm waking up, you're packing light.
And this will make me burn all my records,
on the rainy day after the storm,
this will make me burn all my records, all my records
all those wrong lines, all those wrong chords.
vendredi 19 juin 2009
you made your way to her,
you heard her voice too,
walked into the room where she can see right through you
but you come around and it's too late,
she's gone and that's all you'll ever get.
she's gone and that's all you'll ever get,
you lost your dream, you lost your best bet...
and that's all you get.
don't you feel so lost when the morning light hits your window
Oh can you feel yesterday's lust when you want to let go,
it'd be easier to forget,
it'd make it all better to regret,
Make what couldn't be worse a little bit of your best
you heard her voice too,
walked into the room where she can see right through you
but you come around and it's too late,
she's gone and that's all you'll ever get.
she's gone and that's all you'll ever get,
you lost your dream, you lost your best bet...
and that's all you get.
don't you feel so lost when the morning light hits your window
Oh can you feel yesterday's lust when you want to let go,
it'd be easier to forget,
it'd make it all better to regret,
Make what couldn't be worse a little bit of your best
jeudi 14 mai 2009
artist
'he reads these stories just like they were his,
and when he falls asleep, he lays on memories
the friends he had were never good enough,
if only the silence around him would make them talk...
i can follow him when he spins faster than the world,
I can chase him when he runs faster than the wolves,
i find him hiding from the life he made,
i can see him clearly when he fades.
he sings old songs and owns blurry photographs,
he erases any signs and any marks
of the nights he slept in empty bedrooms with empty people
empty bedrooms, empty falls.
He says he finds inspiration in these dying streets
Where dreams are lies and sleeping is defeat,
So tonight he won't, no he won't fall asleep.
See the writing on these walls,
on the walls of his empty bedroom, writing about his empty falls.
and when he falls asleep, he lays on memories
the friends he had were never good enough,
if only the silence around him would make them talk...
i can follow him when he spins faster than the world,
I can chase him when he runs faster than the wolves,
i find him hiding from the life he made,
i can see him clearly when he fades.
he sings old songs and owns blurry photographs,
he erases any signs and any marks
of the nights he slept in empty bedrooms with empty people
empty bedrooms, empty falls.
He says he finds inspiration in these dying streets
Where dreams are lies and sleeping is defeat,
So tonight he won't, no he won't fall asleep.
See the writing on these walls,
on the walls of his empty bedroom, writing about his empty falls.
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