Tuesday, 25 April 2006

Keep holding on
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me
Sweet bitter words
Unlike nothing I have heard
Sing along mocking bird
You don't affect me

That's right
Deliverance of my heart
Be straight Be deliberate
Wait
I'm coming undone
Unlaced I'm coming undone
Too lateI'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
Wait
I'm starting to suffocate
And soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
What looks so strong
So delicate
Choke again

I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
And this sweet chugga gun
Does not protect me
That's right Trigger between my eyes
Please strike
Make it quick now

I'm trying to hold it together
Head is lighter than a feather
Looks like i'm not getting better
Not getting better

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