terça-feira, 15 de setembro de 2015

Anyway

That I have to see, everyday
That makes me bleed, everyday,
Anyway

I should just cut the wires
That keeps me on this planet
Time keeps frozen, always the same, sleep, than wake up, than repeat
In the name of a pointless existence, in prison, for no reason
Day after day, it's only pain, in vain
And I really hate to sleep
Just a ghost, nobody to hear
It's like I'm not even here,
Maybe...I am no longer here, indeed
So maybe I would be free, of all the constant headaches,
Find some peace, get my head finally clear

Or maybe I should just cut all of them,
Out of the picture, so I would also be in peace
Free from all the poison, all the noise,
There would be no one left to hurt me,
It would all just cease
But I just keep on cutting, I just keep on trying,
And I will just keep on lying, I will just keep on dying,
Ignored, forevermore,
Anyway

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