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and you'll never hear their voices, you'll never see their faces
Could anybody love him
Or is it just a crazy dream?
And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
What would you do?
Would you sell your story to Rolling Stone?
Would you take the children away
And leave me alone?
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone?
Would you send me packing?
Or would you take me home?
Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings,
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down.
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
I never had the nerve to make the final cut
-pink floyd-
feeling like shit, its too deep for tears, for knives or fire... I cant reach it to pull it out. It is dissolving me from the inside and I dont know what to do anymore. The tears dont come, the blood doesnt quell it, the pain cant burn it out. Get this thing out of me man I cant deal with this right now. Depression isnt crying it is being so sad that you are incapable of tears, of anything....
I have nothing to talk about because I dont have the words anymore... I lost myself a bit ago and the words even the incoherant meaningless ones have stopped coming... I dont feel like how I should... maybe I should have died, then all this could be better, and prettier. And then I may have lived.....
Current Music: pink floyd- final cut |