Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Too Many Thoughts For Simple Words

Explaining the reasons behind the questions
Lost without words and inslaved to apathy
Empty eyes backed by empty hearts stare back
Stars fall from the heavens as I fall fast asleep
Dreaming dreams of better things
My life comes apart in my moments of joy
Releasing myself to be who I must be
Don't kill the things of me that make me real
Reality to me is something that I have just seen
That I can be great without having to stand out
Thinking of everything that I can have now
And holding them all with a humble hand
Placing my head in a vice and twisting it off
My mind can only handle more then what is normal
No more no less nothing inbetween
Fighting back my rage I think what the real me would do
Would he fight and would he steal back the moments to make it real?
Drink for me now the blood of my enemies
Those who share in my life force
The ones who passed on the essence of who I am
I took what they gave and ripped it to pieces
Taking the things I wanted and added my own
Thinking of all the times that I saw myself the mirror image of you
A murderer and an adulterer lost to the pits of hell
Now the taste in my mouth is metalic
As a bear trap has been placed inside my head
With every new thought comes a new disaster
And with all the new dreams come the dogs of terror
Being swept away under the rug for no one to see
I become the man that I want to be
Wither you like it or not
So pull harder on the strings of your martyr
I will not be your little puppet any longer
See the scars, see the pain, simple words can't say it all
Becoming the very thing that I hate I take the mask off
Now tear it down and stomp it out, the fire of your lies
Just stay the iceangel you always seemed to be
Sometimes in life you have to kill your friends to save your enemies
Turning the other check to let your family slap you
Shoving on the scorn and the shame, I will not be held down
Making my life one day at a time, let it be mine
I'll hold true to it all, even the mistakes
As I pull the trigger which the sky fall away
Making the world mine, just the way I intend it to be
Trauma overwhelmes this world of mine and I won't take it
Throwing it all away just to see the look on your face
Nevermore will you hold me as your own
Blood of my blood and flesh of my flesh
In your creation you set a hope in a dying soul
Without knowing it I woke up to a dream that I had to live
I was always going to be better then you from the beginning
Hearing the end of it one day soon when my aspirations overtake you
So hear come the scissors to cut the chord
And I won't bleed out, and nothing will be lost
But I am not a baby feeding off your lias any longer
To be a man is to be set free and today I am that man

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