quinta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2008

it'sonlyasdark.asyoumakeit

slow.burn

Oh no, the fire's burning my insides again
what can I do to silence my desire tonight?
Face consumer reason leaving all the ashes there,
you won't catch me for granting my decision
I can't keep telling myself what I want to hear,
I can't just close my eyes.

I know that it's killing me,
and it's poisoning the best of me
but I say, I don't want to believe.
So let me tell you boy, tell you boy,
about the lies I lead.

That is how it kills, I got some flames and gasoline
Broken teeth replace the blackout memories in my head
Wreckage from the blast, it often shakes me to the floor
I know it's over but I can't go home tonight.

And after this I feel as empty as the night before,
feel the pain and yet I'm still begging for more.
Masochistic, nihilistic, gurging wrecked up thoughts
My life's a mess and I can't find a way to fix it.

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