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Feb. 15th, 2004 08:10 pmFriend, what I have done
To make you disappear
Was it the way I had fun
Or was it just the way I cared
Could it be I lost myself
Within these thoughts of decay
Could it be I hate myself
And washed everything away
Calling out to the corners of the world
I see it all through bloodied eyes
I have lost myself
I have lost my pride
I love you all beyond compare
But in the end it's vain
This thing that they call love
It's dead within my veins.
I start anew on this day
Though I'll miss you all
I wish everything
Would just break down and fall
I had so much love
I had so much care
But in the end it did nothing
I guess my feelings are my end
Maybe it's time to cut them away
Calling out to the corners of the world
I see it all through bloodied eyes
I have lost myself
I have lost my pride
I love you all beyond compare
But in the end it's vain
This thing that they call love
It's dead within my veins.
Caught in a cycle of drugs
You can see the pain
I guess that I have failed the tests
I guess that I am stained
With the blood of mine own self
With the blood of silent rage
I shall end it all before I know
That life itself is gray.
To make you disappear
Was it the way I had fun
Or was it just the way I cared
Could it be I lost myself
Within these thoughts of decay
Could it be I hate myself
And washed everything away
Calling out to the corners of the world
I see it all through bloodied eyes
I have lost myself
I have lost my pride
I love you all beyond compare
But in the end it's vain
This thing that they call love
It's dead within my veins.
I start anew on this day
Though I'll miss you all
I wish everything
Would just break down and fall
I had so much love
I had so much care
But in the end it did nothing
I guess my feelings are my end
Maybe it's time to cut them away
Calling out to the corners of the world
I see it all through bloodied eyes
I have lost myself
I have lost my pride
I love you all beyond compare
But in the end it's vain
This thing that they call love
It's dead within my veins.
Caught in a cycle of drugs
You can see the pain
I guess that I have failed the tests
I guess that I am stained
With the blood of mine own self
With the blood of silent rage
I shall end it all before I know
That life itself is gray.