So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me. It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down. These metaphors are for assholes, and I'm not different. I'll get to what I mean, but slowly. Roses and poetry; that's all you want to be? It's not alive, and not dead. It's looking for a reason to be. Not alive, and not dead. You give me goals impossible and I get further from my own. If these were lies then I wouldn't be leaving. You had to need me. I tried this once before. It's just as insulting. What for? It's not alive, and not dead. Looking for a reason to be? Can we find a balance, a medium? My anger was a heavy weight you bore. Now I'm balancing meteors. I want to see you. But not alive, and not dead. Show me what you used to be. I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me, because it was all a fucking dream. A lie. I'm not alive, and Iím not dead. I just see my goals are impossible and I get further from them all. These mocking words. We buried both. What a world without you holds, I had to
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It says get off the fucking train, so I jumped down.
These metaphors are for assholes, and I'm not different.
I'll get to what I mean, but slowly.
Roses and poetry; that's all you want to be?
It's not alive, and not dead. It's looking for a reason to be.
Not alive, and not dead.
You give me goals impossible and I get further from my own.
If these were lies then I wouldn't be leaving. You had to need me.
I tried this once before. It's just as insulting. What for?
It's not alive, and not dead. Looking for a reason to be?
Can we find a balance, a medium?
My anger was a heavy weight you bore.
Now I'm balancing meteors. I want to see you.
But not alive, and not dead. Show me what you used to be.
I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me,
because it was all a fucking dream.
A lie.
I'm not alive, and Iím not dead.
I just see my goals are impossible and I get further from them all.
These mocking words. We buried both.
What a world without you holds, I had to
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I miss you bunches.
I'm sorry I couldn't make it to your going away party.
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