Thursday, November 20, 2008

Trapped

I'm awake in the infinite cold, but you sing to me over
And over and over again.


Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace
I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day


Making plans
Just to stop the aching.


A kiss goodbye. Not this time
Don't remember what about this song I ever liked.


Filling my soul and warming my heart.
I love how we feel the same.


Please don't think that this was easy.


I'm perfectly incapable of being with you.


Cause we both know what its like to be alone.


All i ever do is say i'm sorry.


His little whispers,
love me love me


I can't name a penance for abuse.


This poison's my intoxication
I broke the needle off in my skin




ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
goodnight, eskimo.

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