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I was never faithful and I was never one to trust Borderlining schizo and guaranteed to cause a fuss I was never loyal, except to my own pleasure zone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home I was never faithful and I was never one to trust Borderline bipolar, forever biting on your nuts I was never grateful, that's why I spent my days alone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home Broken home Black-eyed (x8) I was never faithful and I was never one to trust Borderlining schizo and guaranteed to cause a fuss I was never loyal, except to my own pleasure zone I'm forever black-eyed A product of a broken home Broken home Black-eyed (x12) Broken home I can't find myself /I can't find myself / I can't find myself I can't find myself / In the head of this stranger in love / Holding on given up / To another under faded setting sun / And I wonder where I am... / Could she run away with him? / So happy and so young / And I stare / As I sing in the lost voice of a stranger in love / Out of time letting go / In another world that spins around for fun / And I wonder where I am... / Could he ever ask her why? / So happy and so young... / And I stare... But... / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / In the heart of this stranger in love / Holding on given up / To this other under faded setting sun / And I'm not sure where I am... / Would he really turn away? / So happy and so young... / And I stare... / As I play out the passion of a stranger in love / Letting go of the time / In this other world that spins around for one / And I'm not sure where I am... / Would she know it was a lie? / So happy and so young... / And I stare... But... / I can't find myself /I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / In the soul of this stranger in love / No control over one / To the other under faded setting sun / And I don't know where I am... / Should he beg her to forgive? / So happy and so young... / And I stare... / As I live out the story of a stranger in love / Waking up going on / In the other world that spins around undone / And I don't know where I am... / Should she really say goodbye? / So happy and so young / And I stare... But... / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I can't find myself / I got lost in someone else. it's been a rough night. i mean sure, it started out good, i went out to dinner with sarah at chipolte, then we walked through a farmer's market to burger king in search of cheesecake for my roomie. we ended up getting those cheap hersey pies that are somehow so incredibly good. we talked about random shit, nothing that seems incredibly important until you think about the fact that we're just connecting, which most people thought could never happen. i'm going to miss not seeing her as much next year, but maybe this means there will be less arguing. lol. i finally figured out the problem with my parents. i know i've probably said that before, so maybe it's just a huge insight in the the cogworks of their brains. my mother hates me and my brother, specifically for those parts that remind her of my dad and my aunt Cathy (well that whole side of the family anyway). my father admitted to me tonight that he seriously thinks i'm just like my mom. and even if i really wasn't, he's going to take everything i say as though it were her saying it. doesn't that defeat me as a person from the beginning? he doesn't see me as my own person, but rather a "teber" clone. i left my mother because she acted the same way only vice versa. not to mention how hard i've worked to get out from underneath her presence and suddenly run up against the brick wall here. and even worse than that, the whole thing is my fault, just for him seeing her in me. when do i get to be my own person? with my own personality? and stop being someone else's mirage... Post a comment in response: |
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