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| Tuesday, March 13, 2007 |
| dont wanna talk to you anymore |
I don't wanna talk to you anymore
I'm afraid of what I might say
I bite my tongue every time
You come around
'Cause blood in my mouth beats
Blood on the ground
Hand over my heart I swear
I've tried everything I could
Within all my power
2 weeks and 1 hour
I slaved and now
I've got nothing to show
Oh if only you've grown
Taller than a brick wall
From now on
Gonna start holding my breath
When you
Come around and
You flex that fake grin
'Cause something inside me has
Said more than twice
That breathing this air
Beats breathing you at all
Hand over my mouth
I'm earning the right
To my silence
In quiet discerning
Between ego and timing
Good judgment is once again
Proving to me
That it's still worth
Its weight in gold
From now on I'm gonna be
So much more weary
When you start to speak and
My warm blood starts to boil
Seeing you is like pulling teeth
And hearing your voice
Is like chewing tin foil
I'm fast to a better judgment
By saying less today
I will gain more, gain more
No cheers to you my
My fickle friend
You, you brought
The art of silent war |
posted by oRoKa_oToMe @ 4:30 AM  |
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