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May 03, 2005 17:10


Me and jeremys rewrites of one of my older songs

On The Inside

I've waited so long to bury myself in this shell
there's no difference in any day from here on out
why can't the mirror mend it's broken eyes?

picture perfect people makes me so very sick
pretentions i fake just to make you clear

didn't think i could be so cracked on the inside
i am so tired of all the masks i use to hide
i am so fucking tired of this cold floor
didnt think i could so tired of you sweet beating heart

weighed down by your chains
i'd like to think someday i'd be free
but the person in the mirror knows
he knows better than me

picture perfect people makes me so very sick
pretentions i fake just to make you clear

didn't think i could be so cracked on the inside
i am so tired of all the masks i use to hide
i am so fucking tired of this cold floor
didint think i could so tired of you sweet beating heart

didn't think i could be so cracked on the inside
i am so tired of all the masks i use to hide
i am so fucking tired of this cold floor
didint think i could so tired of you sweet beating heart

The opening seems to be smaller
Everything is breaking apart
I guess ill never get out
Theres less and less of you
The deeper and deeper i go
Oh theres no one here i know
Im not afraid of black oblivion
I wont fade away
no i wont fade away
not this time...
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