Partyboy (dishragfaces) wrote in lyricsnquotes_, @ 2007-10-30 23:26:00

Steady as the way I slept
with that someone else next to me
I sometimes want to breath in deep
and pull apart these tiny wrists
and sometimes when I'm driving home
I just want my sight to go
careen over white pavement lines
stop everything
stop for nothing

A month or two ago it came
to me that I'm on the last page
to a chapter of my life
where I don't know what to write
Yes this is happening
fleeting, failing, falling from me
are all the hours spent alone
without reply
without commotion

In no time I'll be gone
done with numbering the days
I'd walk alone to my grave
so you wouldn't have to bury me
changed with age but haven't changed
the ways of dealing with the pain
hide it wherever it fits
my guitar's strum
my scarred up skin

And in just weeks Christmas will pass
Thanksgiving and Halloween
children will be missing these days
but to me they're all the same
minutes could be all that's left
seconds between life and death
and all we come up with to do is
sell our souls
sell out ourselves

In no time I'll be gone
never here far as you knew
but my words will be left behind
the wall I had built years ago

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