Thursday, August 25, 2016

Typical

Sitting and listening to the fading party in your head
sometimes I run away
sometimes I feel like I was dead
All your sweet promises turn out to be
the dirtiest lies
I never cease wonder ....
I never cease to wonder why

This is what you get when you turn off the lights
this is what you get when you drown inside

Why do you have to bore me
Mundane in fallen glory
I 've got  nothing to say
I've got nothing to say to you

I've become so cold and strung-out
I'm empty inside out
I 've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say to you

Seems like you are the same as them
nothing new, you're stuck in your cage
why don't you wake up, I guess now it's way too late
I never cease wonder ....
I never cease to wonder why

This is what you get when you turn off the lights
this is what you get when you drown inside

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