
You stand up there, proud and tall
But I'm a diamond in the dust
The strongest things are always small
I'll polish up, I'll never rust
So go on win your battle
For I knew what I was fighting for
When you still held your rattle
So win the race, I'll win the war
Some people are destined to fly to the sun
You can't keep me locked up for I am one
I never suited the chains I was made to wear
I'm a free flying spirit, I wasn't made to care
I have nothing in my pocket, nothing to my name
But Id much rather these things weren't the same
Don't try and find me, or bring me back here
Alone is the only place to be for me, my dear
Watch me fly, I won't fall into you anymore
Iv thrown away that broken heart you tore
Don't wait up, I'm not coming back home
This free spirit was made to roam
Music notes and honest lies
A hint of rain in bright blue skies
The windows of the soul cave in
Lost inside, Drunk on sin
Passing round poison smiles
Giving up the daily trials
Crimson teared and razor eyed
Broken hearted suicide
And here we are again in this mindless situation
And here I am again thinking that I'm broken
But then I close my eyes and suddenly can see
Theres nothing broken here, nothing left inside of me
You now have my heart and no doubt you always will
You can have the hole that I could never fill
Dont be fooled, I'm not saying that I'm ok
But I only need myself to live through each day
Have you ever been so down you reach the floor?
And you just cant feel anything anymore?
Push me if you wish I have nowhere left to go
Drunk on apathy now, I'm the star of my show
Thankyou for loving me
I only wish that you could see
My doubt prevails in my mind
I have rendered you half blind
Unpick these loosened stitches
Hiding my scarred pictures
I am torn and tattered
My mirror glass has shattered
Each shard will pierce my heart
Broke the bulls eye with the dart
One-way mirrored tearful eyes
Hide the world from bloodied lies
Listen for my howling cries
Lost behind my deep red skies
Inside I see there is no light
Banished by death, Smothered by night
Locked in a graveyard
The stone angel stands
Caressing the darkness
With her tiring hands
Gothic inscriptions engraved in pain
Her shadowy figure in the midst of it cries
For the eternal spell of silent tears
In this realm of lies
Youth lost to apathy
Dreams of death unfurl
If the world is my oyster
Then where is the pearl?
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