Saturday, December 22, 2007

autopsy.

let them surround me
the dissection table is you
we've been trying so hard
I've got no voice left and thousands of pages
tiptoe around all of my subjects
they put on gloves before spending time with me

I left my hopes and dreams home tonight
I just don't want to keep feeling this
so tonight I'll be someone else
I can't love you tonight, I don't care how I do it
so let them surround me
because I've been trying so hard
and nothing ever works

this is literally making me sick

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