Wish I was,
Too dead to cry.
My self-affliction fades.
Stones to throw,
At my creator,
Masochists,
To which I cater.
You don't need to bother,
I don't need to be.
I'll keep slipping farther,
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds.
Wish I was,
Too dead to care,
If indeed I cared at all.
Never had a voice to protest,
So you fed me,
Shit to digest.
I wish I had a reason,
My flaws are open season.
For this I gave up trying,
One good turn deserves my dying.
You don't need to bother,
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther,
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds.
Wish I'd died,
Instead of lived.
A zombie hides my face.
Shell forgotten with its memories;
Diaries left,
With cryptic entries
And you don't need to bother,
I don't need to be.
I don't need to be.
I'll keep slipping farther,
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'till it bleeds.
You don't need to bother,
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther,
But once I hold on,
Once I hold on,
I'll never live down my deceit.....
sabato 5 gennaio 2008
'til it bleeds
Stone Sour: bother
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